Quotes About Relationships

Boys are unpredictable. This maybe not be news, but I'm starting to think it's one of the best things about them.

Boys do tell you how they really feel. I think you just have to be in the right place at the right time or maybe be the right person

Better he learns now that if you mess with people, you might get messed with in return.

I couldn't help loving you if you were ten times his wife; but so long as I went away from you and kept away I could help telling you so.

Many had predicted that Robert would devote himself to Mrs. Pontellier when he arrived. Since the age of fifteen, which was eleven years before, Robert each summer at Grand Isle had constituted himself the devoted attendant of some fair dame or damsel. Sometimes it was a young girl, again a widow; but as often as not it was some interesting married woman.

It seems to me if I were young and in love I should never deem a man of ordinary caliber worthy of my devotion.

And the ladies, selecting with dainty and discriminating fingers and a little greedily, all declared that Mr. Pontellier was the best husband in the world. Mrs. Pontellier was forced to admit that she knew of none better.

Her husband seemed to her now like a person whom she had married without love as an excuse.

He thought it very discouraging that his wife, who was the sole object of his existence, evinced so little interest in things which concerned him, and valued so little his conversation.

Don't part from me in any ill humor. I never knew you to be out of patience with me before.

She grew fond of her husband, realizing with some unaccountable satisfaction that no trace of passion or excessive and fictitious warmth colored her affection, thereby threatening its dissolution.

She could not have told why she was crying. Such experiences as the foregoing were not uncommon in her married life.

I wanted to live in a clean, renovated Victorian house full of books, not a rough-hewn, unfinished industrial loft. I wanted to raise bright, good kids, to write bright, good novels in a quiet study, to cook wholesome meals and listen to Bach. He wanted to play loud amplified music, sleep late, drink tequila, and travel. It seemed to me that we didn't want to be the people we'd married each other for.

We appreciate the complicated and wonderful gifts you give us in each other. And we appreciate the task you put down before us, of loving each other the best we can, even as you love us.

Perhaps what matters when all is said and done is not who puts us down but who picks us up.

During the night, while Bull and Lucy slept, Edward, with ever-open eyes, stared up at the constellations. He said their names, and then he said the names of the people who loved him. He started with Abilene, and then went on to Nellie and Lawrence and from there to Bull and Lucy, and then he ended again with Abilene: Abilene, Nellie, Lawrence, Bull, Lucy, Abilene. See? Edward told Pellegrina. I am not like the princess. I know about love.

I have already been loved," said Edward. "I have been loved by a girl named Abilene. I have been loved by a fisherman and his wife and a hobo and his dog. I have been loved by a boy who played the harmonica and by a girl who died. Don't talk to me about love," he said. "I have known love.

Beware of the brokenhearted," said the grandmother, "for they will lead you astray.

Sometimes, it seemed like everybody in the world was lonely.

If you have no intention of loving or being loved then the whole journey is pointless

You must wonder who will love you, whom you will love next.

If you have no intentions on loving or being loved, than the journey is pointless.

greatly. If you have no intention of loving or being loved, then the whole journey is pointless.

Reader, nothing is sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name. Nothing.