Quotes About Relationships

I suppose you'd have ten wives if you could." "I'd be sufficiently miserable with one. The other nine would be redundant.

Love forgives all things. You don't even need to ask.

Sometimes you meet a really nice guy, but no matter how you try, you can't seem to make yourself want him. But that's not nearly as bad as when you meet the wrong guy, and you can't make yourself not want him.

Have you ever courted anyone, Cousin West?" Pandora asked. "Only if I was certain the lady was too intelligent ever to accept me.

Hang it all, Haven, talk to a girlfriend if all you want is a pair of ears. Guys hate it when you give us a problem and then don't let us do something about it. It makes us feel bad. And then the only way to make ourselves feel better is to rip a phone book in two or blow something up. So let's get this straight — I'm not a good listener. I'm a guy." - Jack Travis

I know that he is not the easiest man to love. However, if you could bring yourself to meet him halfway…perhaps even a bit more than halfway…I believe you would never have cause to regret it.

My theory about meeting people,' he said,'is that it's better not to make a really good first impression. Because it's all downhill from there. You're always having to live up to that first impression, which was just an illusion.

I don't expect ever to find the kind of happiness I had with Henry." "Why not?" "A love like that can only happen once in a lifetime." Gabriel pondered that. "I certainly don't understand everything about love," he said almost humbly. "But I don't think it works like that.

Damn it. What are we exactly calling a 'masculine problem'? Did he have trouble running the flag up? Or did it fall to half staff? "Do we have to speak about this metaphorically or-" "Yes," Leo said firmly. "All right. He..." Poppy frowned in concentration as she searched for the right words, "... left me while the flag was still flying.

However, Westcliff had learned that the mysteries of attraction could not always be explained by logic. Sometimes the fractures in two separate souls became the hinges that held them together.

She could love him, if she let it happen. Deeply, passionately, ruinously.

From his own experience, Alex knew that parental love is an ideal, not a guarantee.

I am cross with Christopher," Beatrix told Amelia in the afternoon, as they strolled arm in arm along the graveled paths behind Ramsay House. "And before I tell you about it, I want to make it clear that there is only one reasonable side of the issue. Mine." "Oh, bother," Amelia said sympathetically. "Husbands do make one cross at times. Tell me your side, and I will agree completely.

West," she said fondly, "whatever are you going to do when all of us leave you in peace?" Sighing, West kissed her forehead. "I'll miss you, damn it.

I think that sometimes not giving someone all the information is nearly the same as a lie. You've started on a slippery path, dear. Beware your next step." Lillian

What are you going to say if she tells you that she had a row with Winterborne?" Cassandra asked. "I'll tell her to have more of them," Kathleen said. "One can't allow a man to have his way all the time." She paused reflectively. "Once Lord Berwick told me that when a horse pulls at the reins, one should never pull back. Instead, loosen them. But never more than an inch.

No sugarcoating would be necessary," Matthew interrupted calmly. "Daisy…that is, Miss Bowman, is entirely—" Beautiful. Desirable. Bewitching. "—acceptable. Marrying a woman like Miss Bowman would be a reward in itself.

it's far easier to make a heart stop beating entirely than to keep it from loving the wrong person.

Just because you've given up all masculine pride," he muttered, "doesn't mean I have to do the same." "Do you know what kind of men are able to keep their masculine pride?" Devon asked. "Celibate ones. The rest of us don't mind doing a little begging and appeasing, if it means not having to sleep alone.

There's nothing convenient about joining your life to another person's. Marriage is a sack race: you may find a way to hop together toward the finish line, but you would still reach it more easily without the sack.

You're still our sister," Pandora said. "It doesn't matter to me whether you were sired by our old terrible father, or your new terrible father." "I didn't need the extra one," Helen said glumly.

West's haunted gaze returned to Phoebe's figure in the portrait. "I don't deserve her," he mumbled, without intending to. "Of course you don't. Neither do I deserve my wife. It's an unfair fact of life that the worst men end up with the best women.

People are always telling us what they think we want to hear. Raw honesty is a refreshing change, isn't it?" "Refreshing for you, perhaps," Phoebe said with a reluctant smile. "Well, you'll certainly get that from Pandora. She's incapable of being awed by anyone." "It's one of the reasons I love her," her brother admitted. "I also love her wit, her zest for life, and the fact that she needs me to keep her from walking in circles.

I learned that a sense of privacy doesn't have to depend on walls and doors. At least not external ones. Two people could sit in a room and read or work separately without ever breaking the silence. It's an ability to put up walls in your mind, so no one can get through.