Quotes About Relationships

Don't cry over anything that can't cry over you.

Françoise Gilot talking to a friend at the beginning of her relationship with Picasso: 'You're headed for a catastrophe, she said. I told her she was probably right but I felt it was the kind of catastrophe I didn't want to avoid.

Simone de Beauvoir] provoked and disturbed feminists with her famous comment about her relationship with Sartre: 'There has been one undoubted success in my life: my relationship with Sartre.' I can almost understand. She adapts her whole being to the situation. She will not be hurt because she will change herself like a sculptor working in clay. She labors for it, sacrifices for it. It is an achievement, a consummately creative act: she invents herself in it.

clearly, I am going to need a lot more practice—practice in being present, practice in feeling my feelings and in letting them go, practice in loving, in accepting, and especially practice in holding those most dear to me with a lighter touch. At least I have learned this: It all is a practice. I just have to show up and keep on practicing. Breathe. Relax. Feel. Watch. Allow.

As time goes on, I find myself caring less about fitting in, and more about nurturing those relationships that fit who I truly am.

Not loving you—that would hurt more.

Like a lot of people, she thought love solved everything: just smear it over the problem, and it'll all work out. Then they had the arrogance to pity you if you saw things more rationally.

Chaos and intensity are no substitute for lasting love, nor are they necessarily an improvement on real life.

Look to the living, love them, and hold on.

It took me far too long to realize that lost years and relationships cannot be recovered, that damage done to oneself and others cannot always be put right again, and that freedom from the control imposed by medication loses its meaning when the only alternatives are death and insanity.

Moods are by nature compelling, contagious, and profoundly interpersonal, and disorders of mood alter the perceptions and behaviors not only of those who have them but also of those who are related or closely associated. Manic-depressive illness—marked as it is by extraordinary and confusing fluctuations in mood, personality, thinking, and behavior—inevitably has powerful and often painful effects on relationships.

But if love is not the cure, it certainly can act as a very strong medicine.

lost a great innocence when I understood that I and my mind were not going to be on good terms for the rest of my life. I can't tell you how tired I am of character-building experiences. But I treasure this part of me; whoever loves me loves me with this in it.

Like my father, I looked up rather more than I looked out.

Patient reluctant to be with people when depressed because she feels her depression is such an intolerable burden on others";

He was not, it was clear, going to gaze meaningfully into my eyes over long dinners and fine wines, nor discuss literature and music over late-night coffee and port... Yet not once in the years we have been together have I doubted Richard's love for me, nor mine for him. Love, like life, is much stranger and far more complicated than one is brought up to believe.

Humor and absorption on friends'faces are replaced by fear and concern.

My daddy is a mistake for a person.

There was something very special, but it wasn't inside Josie. It was inside those who loved her.

It had never occurred to me that our lives, which had been so closely interwoven, could unravel with such speed.

It had never occurred to me that our lives, which had been so closely interwoven, could unravel with such speed. If I'd known, maybe I'd have kept tighter hold of them, and not let unseen tides pull us apart.

But then suppose you stepped into one of those rooms,' he said, 'and discovered another room within it. And inside that room, another room still. Rooms within rooms within rooms. Isn't that how it might be, trying to learn Josie's heart? No matter how long you wandered through those rooms, wouldn't there always be others you'd not yet entered?

Perhaps all humans are lonely. At least potentially.

She might be a great person, but life's so much bigger than just loving someone.