Quotes About Relationships

Smatrao sam da me mora razumjeti, ako me voli, da me mora razumjeti i kad ništa ne kažem, mora biti na mojoj strani i kad nemam pravo. Zaboravljaju?i da bi to trebalo da bude i moja obaveza, okrenuo sam se protiv nje, stavljaju?i ih zajedno na jednu stranu. Sad sam sâm, ima zadovoljstva i u tome. I ne želim više da ih uvjerim, da im objasnim sebe, ho?u da imam pravo. Jer imam pravo, iako to nema nikakva zna?aja.

Moraš da nau?iš da nastaviš. To je deo toga. Deo onoga što ?ini ljubav prema nekome. Kad zaista nekog voliš, onda ga ne doživljavaš samo kao produžetak sebe. Ne voliš ga samo zbog sebe. Ljubav je kada znaš kada da pustiš.

Zbog nje, isklju?ive, i ljudi su mi postali bliži.

Kako su ljudi nesavršeni! U svemu! Ne mogu da žive sami, postoje samo kao jedna polovina. Drugu traže, u ženi, u drugom ?ovjeku, u laži. Potrebna mu je ta druga polovina, a ništa ne za o njoj.

Za svakoga imamo razumijevanja osim za svoje najbliže, smatramo da nam njihova vjernost prirodno pripada, kao vlastita koža.

Prijateljstvo se ne stvara, ono nastaje, kao i ljubav.

Bože, kakve gluposti ?ovjek govori ponekad, nešto namjerno, nešto nesvjesno, osje?aju?i da mu trenutak prisnosti dopušta da ne bude oprezan prema sebi. Ali taj osje?aj vara, trenutak prisnosti je želja, drugi ga ne prihvata.

Žena više voli nježnu rije?, makar bila i glupa, nego pametnu, ako je gruba.

Dvije su stvari smetnja za dobre odnose me?u ljudima: neobaviještenost i nepovjerenje. Neobaviještenost dopušta proizvoljne sudove, nepovjerenje unaprijed kopa jaz.

Ljubav je ipak ja?a od svega.

Sve je lijepo dok ništa ne tržimo, a prijatelje je opasno iskušavati. ?ovjek je vjeran samo sebi.

?çine kapan?k olmas?n? sadece a?k ortadan kald?rabilirdi. O zaman aralar?ndaki a?k de?il miydi?

I guess it's their friend time?

I know they're not like that now. If you asked me what happened between them," she said finally, "I don't know if I could tell you. But of course, nobody asked me." Her voice dropped low now, and she turned to look for the bus. "Your mother and father are both dreamers," she said, her back still turned. "That's what brought them together, and that's what's tearing them down. You'll always have to wake up at some point. And if you not ready for woke-up love, it'll break your heart.

Young people think love is mathematics. They think if you add it up and add it up and keep adding, you can save it until you're ready to cash it in. But it doesn't work that way. You might be making the deposits, but your whole life cashes the checks. Work, children, bills—it all takes its cut. Then you go back to love, thinking it'll be there, and sometimes it's not.

when a man can't be proud of himself, he looks to the woman. If she's not something to be proud of, she'll pay double for both of them. I learned that the hard way.

But as you age, you lose other, even more important things, like friends-hopefully only bad friends, who maybe weren't as good for you as you once thought. With luck, you'll be able to hang on to your true friends, the ones who were always there for you....even when you thought they weren't. Because friends like that are more precious then all the tiaras in the world

But as you age, you lose other, even more important things, like friends-hopefully only bad friends, who maybe weren't as good for you as you once thought. With luck, you'll be able to hang on to your true friends, the ones who were always there for you....even when you thought they weren't. Because friends like that are more precious then all the tiaras in the world

Why would I hate you?" "Because I was being, as Oscar made a point of telling me later, the most unlikable version of myself

It was lonely being mad at people.

It might go down better than appearing as a giant reptile encased in a ball of fire and forcing yourself on her.' 'WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO BRING THAT UP?

Was this just what relationships were like these days? Whatever you felt like with whoever was there?

We are three. Even when we are just two, we are three.

Puedo ver que las relaciones pasadas dejan un destello a su paso, una estela de luz irregular que no desaparece cuando la gente se separa.