Quotes About Relationships

Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.

Human love, human trust, are always perilous, because they break down. The greater the love, the greater the trust, and the greater the peril, the greater the disaster. Because to place absolute trust on another human being is in itself a disaster, both ways, since each human being is a ship that must sail its own course, even if it go in company with another ship.... And yet, love is the greatest thing between human beings.

Los hombres y las mujeres deberían saber que no es posible unirse totalmente en este mundo. En el beso más íntimo, en la caricia más tierna existe un foso, por estrecho que sea. Y frente a él deben inclinarse y someterse con respeto. [...] Él es él y ella es ella y esa distancia nunca se salvará.

And all the time she felt the reflection of his hopelessness in her. She couldn't quite, quite love in hoplessness. And he, being hopeless, couldn't ever love at all.

The arguments, the discussions were the great thing: the love-making and connection were only a sort of primitive reversion and a bit of an anti-climax.

She was the flint and he the steel. But in continual striking together they only destroyed each other.

No creo que le haga más daño a una mujer por dormir con ella que por bailar con ella... o incluso por hablarle del tiempo. No es más que un intercambio de sensaciones en lugar de ideas, conque ¿por qué no?

The beautiful pure freedom of a woman was infinitely more wonderful than any sexual love. The only unfortunate thing was that men lagged so behind women in the matter. They insisted on the sex thing like dogs.

I believe in being warm-hearted. I believe especially in being warm-hearted in love, in fucking with a warm heart. I believe if men could fuck with warm hearts, and the women take it warm-heartedly, everything would come all right. It's all this cold-hearted fucking that is death and idiocy.

And as he loped slowly past her, on his flexible hips, it seemed to her still that he was stronger than she was. Of all the men she had ever seen, this one was the only one who was stronger than she was, in her own kind of strength, her own kind of understanding.

But then he didn't want to remember, because she had been nothing to him then, and his nature revolted from remembering her as she was when she was nothing to him.

Those that go searching for love only make manifest their own lovelessness, and the loveless never find love, only the loving find love, and they never have to seek for it.

My God, these folks don't know how to love -- that's why they love so easily.

They wanted genuine intimacy, but they could not get even normally near to anyone, because they scorned to take the first steps, they scorned the triviality which forms common human intercourse.

Yes, I do believe in something. I believe in being warm-hearted. I believe especially in being warm-hearted in love, in fucking with a warm heart. I believe if men could fuck with warm hearts, and the women take it warm-heartedly, everything would come all right. It's all this cold-hearted fucking that is death and idiocy.

Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.

That's how women are with me said Paul. They want me like mad but they don't want to belong to me.

You know, he said, with an effort, 'if one person loves, the other does.' …'I hope so, because if it were not, love might be a very terrible thing,' she said. 'Yes, but it is - at least with most people,' he answered.

Recklessness is almost a man's revenge on his woman.

But you don't fuck me cold-heartedly,' she protested. 'I don't want to fuck you at all.' Lady Chatterly's Lover

It's just love, she said cheerfully. whatever that may be, he replied.

Thank God I've got a woman! Thank God I've got a woman who is with me, and tender and aware of me. Thank God she's not a bully, nor a fool. Thank God she's a tender, aware woman.

Why don't we stay in love that way all our lives? Why do we turn into corpses with consciousness?

If you admit a unison, you forfeit all the possibilities of chaos...Love is a direction which excludes all other directions. It is a freedom together, if you like.