Quotes About Relationships

Wives madly devoted to unsatisfactory and often what appeared quite unprepossessing husbands, wives contemptuous of, and bored by, apparently attractive and impeccable husbands.

Poirot had the capacity to attract confidences. It was as though when people were talking to him they hardly realised who it was they were talking to.

Papa had never loved me, I knew that well enough. If he had, I might have loved him in return. No, there had not been love between us, but we had belonged together, and I had looked after him,

I think people more often kill those they love than those they hate . Possibly because only the people you love can really make life unendurable to you. - Old Man Charles

One had to humour him a little, of course. But then I always find one has to do that with men.

A man tells to his mistress what he does not always tell to his wife.

Every man has his own way of courting the female sex. I should not, myself, choose to do it with photographs of spleens, diseased or otherwise.

Fire in her eyes, ice in her voice. I did not wonder that the blood rose to John's face in a crimson tide.

Her qualities were all excellent qualities, but sometimes Edward wished that she had more faults and less virtues. It was her virtues that drove him to desperate deeds.

And yet it lends itself to romance, my friend. All around us are people, of all classes, of all nationalities, of all ages. For three days these people, these strangers to one another, are brought together. They sleep and eat under one roof, they cannot get away from each other. At the end of three days they part, they go their several ways, never, perhaps, to see each other again.

it is often the case that one learns more about a person from their enemies than from their friends." "You suggest that their faults are more important than their virtues?" said Mr. Carey. His tone was dry and ironic. "Undoubtedly—when it comes to murder.

Lady Veronica was not an unknown hazard. She was a charming woman [..] and very delightful when she was, as they put it herself - but unfortunately at unpredictable intervals, she was not herself. Her husband, Major Carlton-Sandways coped fairly well.

Une qui aime et un qui se laisse aimer.

But I did really want to know. I mean, it's interesting, don't you think, to know all about people? What they feel and think, I mean, not just who they are and what they do.

Bueno, debe ser que el amor no logra adueñarse de nosotros hasta que tenemos cierta edad.

Las mujeres no acostumbran a ser crueles con los hombres, a menos de que se trate de uno en particular; solo lo somos con las mujeres.

I think people more often kill those they love than those they hate. Possible because only the people you love can really make life unendurable to you.

If entries in 'Who's Who' were strictly truthful, the entries concerning Lady Stranleigh might have ended as follows: hobbies: getting married. She had floated through life shedding husbands as she went. She had lost three by divorce and one by death.

Poor Emily was never murdered until he came along.

I sat there and my love to him poured out more and more, and, lo, he flew down to a stump, and then to my knee. I knew beyond a shadow of doubt that the important thing is the love that goes out from oneself.

We cannot really love anybody without whom we never laugh.

We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh.

Aldrig mer kärlek. Enda utvägen: göra sig ogenomsläpplig. Man kan inte bara låta sig försvinna i ett slukhål. Man måste upprätta en demarkationslinje mot detta som är en sjukdom som får en att mista all kontroll.

Can love grow infinitely? each day I feel my love for him push its roots into my soul. I rest in his arms, so close that I can feel his heartbeat as though it were my own,and I wonder that just four short months ago I did not even know him.