Quotes About Relationships

You don't do so well with marriage. I don't think you've begun to realize all there is for you to love. And I know you better than anyone & here's what I know about you: You have so much love to give! But I feel like you're all the time digging in the tomato bin, saying, Where are the apples?

I decided in high school that I wasn't going to get married too soon. I'd forgotten that you can also wait too long, and then the only candies left in the box are the squished ones, rejected for their questionable insides. And if I'm honest, I'd have to count myself among those with questionable insides.

I wasn't sure it was right to abandon myself to lighthearted banter, to allow someone to interfere with my being able to behave in whatever way I chose, whenever I wanted. What if I wanted to enjoy a memory or a good cry? I wasn't weaned from that yet; I wasn't finished being with him in the only way I had left.

I don't think it's foolish. I don't think love is ever foolish.

Nothing will brings lovers closer together than people trying to keep them apart.

what John likes best are the small and undramatic moments that make for a kind of easy comfort, for a feeling of being grounded in a relationship.

Nobody knows what goes on in other families, because families lie about themselves to other people. Not only to other people but to one another. And to themselves.

It feels strange to see him; it's been a while. I feel as though I need to meet him all over again.

People who don't feel cared for are not always comfortable being cared for.

No, love is never foolish. Or unnecessary.

It's funny how, oftentimes, the people you love the most are given the least margin for error.

What she knows now is that no one is ever through with love. No one ever should be.

You are where I unlock myself, where I say that I have often put down my wooden spoon to stare out the kitchen window to see the men I thought were magic for their story-telling or their way of walking, or the ones I was so strongly sexually attracted to, even though they weren't good people - at least not for me.

His mother said, Oh, it's miserable to love, Johnny, I'm sorry to tell you so. Miserable for me, anyway, because I feel it too hard. And what happens then? What do you think? You go from the lovely direct to the pain - you can't help it.

Elizabeth Berg

feels that everything that just happened between them is a pretty illusion, a ride on a carousel. Here is his world: Sadie.

I am crippled in love relationships by fear, by defense, by doubt, by my own lack of self-regard. It makes me constantly want to abandon ship.

I stood looking at it, and a thousand things occurred to me about the way that even in bitterness and confusion and anger, my parents love for each other endured. I saw that when I was looking at them, I was only seeing the tip of the iceberg. They belonged to each other more that they belonged to us.

How come you can't give with both hands, Mom? How come you have to give with one and take away with the other?

bound to, and the ties to such families live in our hearts.

Love begins as a rhapsody and ends as a dirge.

Because my mother is a third base.

no one is ever through with love. No one ever should be.

you think that your pushing me so hard for something you wanted made me kind of necessarily resist it? Would you admit that, would you say that you pushed way too hard?