Quotes About Relationships

Love accepts. Forgiveness comes in time.

In the end, I cared about him so much that I just thought he deserved someone who loved him more than I did.

I think we draw people into our lives. It's as though we broadcast our deepest needs, and certain people hear the signal somewhere in their own subconscious and heed the call. For better or worse, we attract our teachers, our allies, and sometimes even our nightmares. Some of us have louder signals.

She didn't call him Prince or Royal Highness. She called him Rodrigo. And while she very clearly wanted him, she wanted him only for what he brought to her as a man. It felt strange to simply be a man.

I learned that you need not be born into a family to be loved by one.

But the love of sisters needs no words. It does not depend on memories, or mementos, or proof. It runs as deep as a heartbeat. It is as ever present a s a pulse.

I always assume people's behaviors are a reaction to something I've done, not that they're just doing their thing.

Well, you know, sometimes we're hardest on the people we know we can count on not to ditch us no matter how lousy we act.

When you're a kid in a tough family situation, you're painfully vulnerable to trying to fill the void with peers.

Secrets ain't a healthy thang. Secrets ain't a healthy thang, no matter how old they is.

Real love isn't a payment. It isn't a response to your accomplishments or anything else. It's a gift without strings.

I realize that those who have loved us are never really gone. They live on in all the ones we love and all the ways we love. They are the reason we know how to love at all.

We all have scars. It's when you're honest about them that you find the people who will love you in spite of your nicks and dents. Perhaps even because of them. The people who don't. These people aren't the ones for you.

Sisters are created not by blood but by love.

But is life a success when it doesn't include time for after-school talks, and curling up to read books on winter nights, and weaving daisy chains in the summer? Is it a success when you have all the big things but none of the small ones? Is it as it should be when everybody grows up and moves to opposite coasts and doesn't care if they ever see each other?

Every living creature needs to hear the beating of another heart once in a while." Her words were quiet, almost as if she were only thinking them, not speaking at all. "Nothing God made on this earth is meant to go on its way alone.

That's really nice." I picture my mother and my aunt, a little over four years apart in age, curled up in the same bed, sharing innocent games of Let's Pretend. It makes the present situation seem that much sadder. Should geography and real estate signs outweigh the bonds formed by the shared milestones of childhood?

Nothing takes you from thirty years old to thirteen faster than your mother's voice rebounding up the stairs like a tennis ball after a forehand slice.

We all have scars. It's when you're honest about them that you find the people who will love you in spite of your nicks and dents. Perhaps even because of them. The people who don't? Those people aren't the ones for you.

There will always be those memories that tie us together, those invisible strings. The careless stitches of mother and daughter. Suddenly

Kay," I whispered, and I wondered why sometimes the people you wish you could understand the most are the ones you can't understand at all.

A life can be blessed without your ever deserving it. You can be loved by people just because they choose to love you.

No matter who else passed through my life, no one would take the place of my brother. He would always be the only one with whom I shared the quiet beginnings of life, the awkwardness of growing up, the secret hiding places of childhood, the early hours of Christmas mornings waiting for Santa Claus, the arguments over space in the backseat of a car, the walk to school on the first day, and the rough times after things didn't go so well.

even though Jack wasn't a romantic man in big showy ways, those little things let me know his feelings more than any high-dollar roses on Valentine's Day ever could have. In Corinthians, Paul says love's not boastful, so I reckon Jack got it right. His love was patient and quiet, and it endured.