Quotes About Relationships

You ask everybody you know: How long does it usually take to get over it? There are many formulas. One year for every year you dated. Two years for every year you dated. It's just a matter of will power: The day you decide it's over, it's over. You never get over it.

The truth of human freedom lies in the love that breaks down barriers.

I think all women believe adultery is a betrayal of themselves as women, while many men, in my experience, think of it as an endorsement of their true natures.

It's as though your life, on some measures, is validated by the amount of fucking and heartbreaking you have been involved in and also by the number of breasts and clitorises and cocks and inner thighs and mouths you have travelled intimately.

We grow up and figure out the truth, we realize how hard it is to maintain and take care of life, even the ones that deceive you, especially the ones you cherish

We can't talk about it, or I know she won't so I don't even try, but it's what goes unsaid between people tat builds up like masonry. You have to either knock the bricks out with other things, or let them keep stacking until eventually you are alone in a room.

True love, to me, is when she's the first thought that goes through your head when you wake up and the last thought that goes through your head before you go to sleep.

Compared to the you in my heart, the I in you is insignificant.

Unable to suspect others, unable to believe in others, one would to live in a suspended state, a state of bankrupt human relations, as if one were looking into a mirror that reflects nothing.

He was angry at the things that bound the woman … and at the woman who let herself be bound.

gelozia patetic? a oamenilor ÅŸi ner?bdarea lor în faÅ£a fericirii altora.

It was K's idea that faces were a roadway between men.

Lo que llamamos amor es en realidad jugar a arrancarnos mutuamente las máscaras; y, con tal fin, es imprescindible esforzarse en llevar tal máscara, por el bien de la persona amada. Se sigue de ahí que si no hay máscara, tampoco existe el placer de arrancarla

I want so desperately for you to come safely through this moment and make a step toward me. Have I lost to him or has he lost to me?

le visage est le pont jeté entre le moi et celui des autres

For it is not true that one has the right to be loved by the person one loves, as the poets say.

You had not abandoned me, but neither did you stay close to me.

No matter how much television dramas go on singing the cloying praises of the family, it is the outside world, full of enemies and lechers, that passes on a man's worth, pays his wages, and guarantees him the right to live.

Day after day they'd waited for Ryoji to be taken away for his tests. Then in the brilliant light of day Kaoru would lay Reiko down on the bed, hike up her skirt, pull down her panties, and examine her sex organ. It was no more than one organ of the many that made up her body, but he found it inexplicably fascinating. His love for her had endowed it with inestimable value.

There was no end to his anxieties. Yet he supposed that in essence, that was what it meant to love someone. You had to accept all that love entailed, worries included.

Priscilla was my age and lived two blocks away. For the first fifteen years of my life, those were the only qualifications I needed in a best friend. We had first bonded over our mutual fascination with the abacus in a playgroup for gifted kids. But that was before freshman year, when Priscilla's glasses came off, and the first in a long string of boyfriends got on

Love does not grown on trees or brought in the market, but if one wants to be LOVED one must first know how to give (unconditional)LOVE..

I want you to tell all these people that I wanted more time to spend with them. Tell them I meant to, tell them I wanted to hear what they said and tell them what was on my mind.

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