Quotes About Relationships

Las cosas que importan se quedan contigo, se filtran en tu piel.

Christina Baker Kline

A man whose mother won't let him lift a finger is ruined for a wife." The

Maybe humans are like that, she thought. Maybe the moments that meant something to you and the people you've loved over the years are the rings. Maybe what you thought you'd lost is still there, inside of you, giving you strength.

I keep forgetting to answer to Dorothy.

the people who matter in our lives stay with us, haunting our most ordinary moments.

story. (And anyway, Lori doesn't ask "why" questions. She's only

I did not love him the way I loved Dutchy: beyond reason. Maybe you only get one of those in a lifetime.

father's drinking—did I mention that?

Every person you've ever cared about, and every place you've ever loved, is one of these shells. You're the thread that ties them together," she'd said, touching Mathinna's cheek. "You carry the people and places you cherish with you. Remember that and you will never be lonely,

Perhaps Anita Loos had been right when she wrote that family life was only fit for those who could stand it.

Everyone thinks you're so strong and self-confident, but inside you're a frightened child, waiting to suffer betrayal again from those who should love you most.

Logic is overrated and superfluous when it comes to love.

perpetually positioning our "self" in relationship to other "selves"—

Also, my mom and family are very important to me and I know that this is not expected.

For one man is my world of all the men this wide world holds; O love, my world is you.

Should one of us remember, And one of us forget, I wish I knew what each will do– But who can tell as yet?" Should one of us remember, And one of us forget, I promise you what I will do– And I'm content to wait for you, And not be sure as yet.

you do not know what she did not only to me but to the little children. She has tortured them, turned them against me, lied to them

She said she hated my children—her own children, Looloo-dirl, her own children!

I'm afraid to write to your father: he criticizes my spelling," sneered Henny. "And it appears I know nothing about geography. Hang his stuck-up conceit.

Wait till you've washed and scrubbed for a man for ten or twelve years.

It is women who must clean up the mess men make, the mess everything makes:

She soon reached a point when she could not sit at the table with him and listen to his misbegotten notions and morality with its mistaken examples.

It has never worked—it never will. I don't know what you want to hang on to me for. You should have let me go at the beginning. Why did you beg me to marry you at Frederick that day? I would have got another man.