Quotes About Relationships

At home, at our most vulnerable, she's Mummy. When we're talking to other people she's Mum, but in my head she's just Mia because I've been angry at her so many times that I've wanted to distance myself from her.

I wrote to you for a year and you never wrote back. T rang you over and over again and you would never come to the phone. What part of that gives the impression that I didn't care? ~Jonah Griggs

No,' I say, looking up at Griggs. 'It's actually because my heart belongs to someone else.' And if I could bottle the look on his face, I'd keep it by my bedside for the rest of my life

Do you think you love him?" Phaedra had once asked. "I don't know really what that is," Quintana had responded in her cold, practical way. Yes, you do, my queen, Phaedra wanted to say now. Quintana's love was unabashed. Wondrous. The type of love that lit a strange, strange face and turned it into a beacon.

I'm in love. I don't want to be in love with Jacob Coote. I want to be in love with John Barton and have people look upon me with envy, but John doesn't make me feel like this. I'm beginning to realise that things don't turn out the way you want them to. and sometimes, when they don't, they can turn out just a little bit better.

Working with them was tough at first, because the Mackees were dealing with their own shit, and most times it was Jimmy who did the talking. Mackee's dad later wrote to say that Jimmy had filled in the silence for them, and it made all the difference

But say he forgets about me or meets someone else or pretends I don't exist. I look at her and then at Trini and Raffy. "Teresa, Teresa. Have we taught you nothing?" Raffy says in an irritated voice. "It's war. You go in and you hunt him down until he realises that he's made a mistake" Teresa looks hopeful. "It's not as if men haven't gone to war for dumber reasons" Trini adds.

Sometimes people who care about us say all the wrong things for all the right reasons.

Mientras le tiembla todavía el cuerpo por las convulsiones, me coge la mano y enlaza mis dedos con los suyos y por primera vez en la vida, desde que tengo uso de razón, siento el dolor de otra persona.

Do you think I look like Sophia Loren?' I ask him as we get into the car. 'I used to tell your mother she looked like Sophia Loren.' He looks at me, frowning, and then it registers. 'Oh God, some guy's using that line on you, isn't he?' 'Not just "some guy",' I tell him. 'The guy.

Josie, life is not a romance novel. People fall out of love. People disappoint other people and they find it very hard to forgive.

Guys don't like chicks who are down all the time.

I remember on the day I was separated from Froi outside the Paladazzo, I learned that I could be loved. That was his greatest gift to me. From you, I learned that I could love my people. Don't ever underestimate the power of that.

They all turned to Lirah, waiting. "We'll kill each other, Priestling," she said softly, but her eyes were bright. "I'll win most arguments, but you'll get used to it," he said. She came to him and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Thank you." She kissed De Lancey as well. "And thank you." Gargarin took her hand. "And what about mine?" he asked. "I'm the brilliant architect.

Recuerdo amor. Es lo que tengo que seguir recordándome. Es gracioso cómo puedes olvidarlo todo, excepto el amor de las personas que te han querido. Tal vez por eso a los humanos nos cuesta tanto recuperarnos de las historias de amor. No es el dolor lo que tratan de superar, es el amo.

and I cried because I was loved by two of the strongest women I would ever meet in my lifetime.

It's funny how you can forget everything except people loving you. Maybe that's why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It's not the pain they're getting over, it's the love.

How can you just forget a person completely until the moment you see his face again?

These people have history and I crave history. I crave someone knowing me so well that they can tell what I'm thinking. Jonah Griggs takes my hand under the table and links my fingers with his and I know that I would sacrifice almost anything just to keep this state of mind, for the rest of the week at least.

No," I say, looking up at Griggs. "It's actually because my heart belongs to someone else." And if I could bottle the look on his face, I'd keep it by my bedside for the rest of my life.

He knew how it felt to be on the perimeter of relationships, to feel as if you'd never quite belong.

Just wait until that husband of yours rolls over and goes to sleep without bothering to touch you in six months, Just wait until there's nothing at all between the sheets and you dry up and feel worthless and look in the mirror and begin to believe it's your fault he doesn't want you. Just wait until it dawns on you one day that the real reason he doesn't want you is because he doesn't want himself.

I felt I couldn't lose anything else, but just then I realized I already had: I'd lost the hope that I would ever be loved in just that way again.

You don't need a reason to forgive... If you want to go on with someone, that is what you do.