Quotes About Relationships

What uneasiness lies in being loved.

Most women have only to lay eyes on you to want to be doing something for you so badly they can't stand it … You're always so timid and yet you're funny … Sometimes you get terribly lonesome and depressed, but that only makes a woman's heart itch all the more for you.

No. You won't do. You've treated me nicely, yes, but only because you find me curious and amusing. It made me feel so lonely, somehow... I'm really just a foolish and useless person.

I have frantically played the clown in order to distangle myself from these painful relationships, only to wear myself out as a result.

Women found in me a man who could keep a love secret.

What is society but an individual?

Are "people in the world", I wonder, creatures that spend their whole lives greeting each other in stiff, formal patterns, being cautious about each other, then growing tired of each other? I hate meeting people.

You've treated me nicely, yes, but only because you find me curious and amusing. It's made me feel so lonely, somehow.

They say that love flies out the window when poverty comes in the door, but people generally get the sense backwards.

I was cursed by the unhappy peculiarity that the more I feared people the more I was liked, and the more I was liked the more I feared them - a process which eventually compelled me to run away from everybody.

I didn't know whether it was better to maintain a fierce distinction between yourself and your acquaintances in society in order to deal with and respond properly to things in a pleasant manner, or rather never to hide yourself, to remain true to yourself always, even if they say bad things about you

spread my usual smokescreen of farce. "They say that love flies out the window when poverty comes in the door, but people generally get the sense backwards. It doesn't mean that when a man's money runs out he's shaken off by women. When he runs out of money, he naturally is in the dumps. He's no good for anything. The strength goes out of his laugh, he becomes strangely soured. Finally, in desperation, he shakes off the woman.

I have frantically played the clown in order to disentangle myself from these painful relationships, only to wear myself out as a result.

The more I feared people the more I was liked, and the more I was liked the more I feared them.

Ah, die Menschen, sie halten sich, obwohl sie sich nicht verstehen, obwohl sie ein völlig falsches Bild voneinander haben, ihr Leben lang für Busenfreunde und rezitieren, ohne je etwas bemerkt zu haben, einander noch am Grabe tränenreiche Abschiedsworte.

Mutsuzlu?um, reddetme yetene?i olmayan birinin mutsuzlu?uydu. Bir ?eyler teklif edilip de reddedince, kar??mdakinin yüre?inde de kendi yüre?imde de onar?lamayacak aleni bir çatla??n olu?aca?? korkusunu ta??rd?m hep.

The five brothers and sisters, and I myself, have gradually grown more adult, more polite, more guarded—have become, in short, "members of society"—and when we do on occasion meet, it's not the least bit fun.

To ask whether they drink because they're isolated or isolated because the rest of the family disapprove of their drinking would be like clapping and trying to decide which hand made the sound—it can only lead to a lot of vain quibbling.

Most drinkers are lonely men, isolated in their own homes. To ask whether they drink because they're isolated or isolated because the rest of the family disapprove of their drinking would be like clapping and trying to decide which hand made the sound—it can only lead to a lot of vain quibbling.

Across from me four or five salarymen who all looked about the same age were just sitting there. They must have been around 30. I didn't like any of them. Their eyes were empty and dull. They had no vigor. But now, if I so much as grinned at them, I could very well be dragged off by one of these men, falling into the chasm of compulsory marriage. A mere smile can determine a woman's fate. It is frightening. Fascinatingly so. I have to be careful.

That's because I deceived them. I was aware that everybody in the apartment house was friendly to me, but it was extremely difficult for me to explain to Shigeko how much I feared them all, and how I was cursed by the unhappy peculiarity that the more I feared people the more I was liked, and the more I was liked the more I feared them—a process which eventually compelled me to run away from everybody.

Así es cómo se me ocurrieron las bufonadas. Era mi última posibilidad de ganarme el afecto de las personas.

No matter how often I tried, she never once complimented me.

Horiki mostraba hacia los objetos de su casa una posesividad que alcanzaba hasta los cordones del cojín. Pensándolo después, a Horiki no le había costado ni un céntimo el divertirse conmigo.