Quotes About Relationships

Boys are like that. They'd rather you die than reject them.

Owen. Look at me," Amy said. Owen opened the door. "Piece of advice," he said, keeping his back to Amy. "Don't get into bed with men you suspect of murder.

Your husband was fucking my dead wife and you're angry that I went to see Amy?

She slept with him once. Phoebe—well, Irene—told me she slept with her mother's fiancé when she took a course from him at college. Before he was her fiancé. He pursued her mom, just a few years later. She was horrified. She tried to stop it, the wedding. She even tried to talk to the guy, and he pretended like it never happened. She knew that if she told her mother the whole truth, her mother wouldn't believe her.

The morning light surprised her. When she looked over at Griff still in a deep slumber, she felt happy in a way she didn't think was possible. The guilt, however, would soon follow.

There are two kinds of womanizers. Those who love women too much and those who hate them.

While we may love each other and never stop loving each other, so often we stop "showing" each other love.

All the people in your life are truly doing the best they can with what they have. People can only love you to the capacity that they are able to love themselves. They can only forgive and embrace you to the capacity that they are able to forgive and embrace themselves. They can only give you what they have the capacity to give. You may think that you deserve more, and you may be correct. But that means nothing if a person simply doesn't have the ability to give it to you.

Don't make your community and loved ones guess what you need. It's not fair to them. Instead, proactively tell them—in an uplifting way—how to love you.

We just hold each other. Where I was once lost, he's found me. But I know now that I have only begun to truly discover Chris. He's still lost.

He pulls the door shut behind him and drags me against him, murmuring softly, "I understand why you left. I understand everything." I cling to him, holding on for what feels like dear life. "I should have told you." "You would have." He pulls back to look at me. "When you were ready. We all have to deal with our inner demons in our own way, in our own time.

while being alone sucks, losing someone you care about is far worse. 

I do not know what to do with the emotions inside me. I do not know how to be this close to someone and still hold on to myself.

If you tell me you don't want to be with me. I will listen. I won't like it, but I'll listen. I need you to know that. But when you say you 'can't' be with me, like some obstacle out of your control is stopping you from seeing me, I'm not going to listen.

We have too many of the wrong things in common to be more than sex, and the realization is freedom to me.

What we need more than anything, Amy, is each other. I need you, baby. I need you alive and well, in my bed and in my life. The idea of losing you is torture, but I know you aren't my property. You're the woman who changed me in ways I don't even fully understand.

Any man who isn't married by thirty-five is either gay or he's got skeletons in his closet.

We think that if we surround ourselves with people, we can't be alone, when the reality is that we're always alone.

I'm angry at Chris. I'm hurt. "Well, you know what I fear? This is my fear. This moment when, once again, you shut me out and I'm alone. If you were going to leave me alone, you should have walked away before now, when I still knew how to breathe without you.

This is who I am, Sara. I will protect you from everything and everyone else, but I can't protect you from who I am or who we will be if you stay with me.

What are you thanking me for?" "For being you, and it doesn't mater what name anyone calls you. I love you." His lips quirk."But I like how Amy Stone sounds. I like it alot.

If you look closely and objectively, it becomes clear that life is just one big revolving door of people: some who matter, some who don't. Some that matter until they don't.

You can embrace who you really are, and we can be whoever we want to be together." My gut clenches at the reference to the way my

He stills, and our eyes lock, his narrowing, holding mine captive. "Run to me, not from me.