Quotes About Relationships

Love's stricken why Is all that love can speak— Built of but just a syllable, The hugest hearts that break.

Come le donne le foglie si scambiano confidenze acute. A volte sono cenni, a volte illazioni portentose.

We outgrow love like other things And put it in the drawer

A face devoid of love or grace, A hateful, hard, successful face, A face with which a stone Would feel as thoroughly at ease As were they old acquaintances, —

Sometimes there are no happy endings, No matter what, I'll be losing something, someone. But maybe that's what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.

We are one of those couples i used to watch, thinking to myself that I'd never be on the inside of something so special. I remember reassuring myself that it probably looked nicer than it actually was, I am happy to be wrong about that.

You can love someone you mistrust.

How different this moment feels, for so many reasons. I tell myself that no two loves are identical - but that I don't have to compare anymore.

Even if we no longer have much in common, we would have always had the past, which, in some ways, is just as important as the present or future. It is where we come from, what makes us who we are.

There is no better audience for someone in love than someone in love.

He threw in the towel before we were tested. Maybe because he didn't want to be tested. Maybe because he assumed we would fail. Maybe because, at the time, he just didn't love me enough.

After all, I think, isn't it always about a boy?

There are no absolutes in relationships. You can't take anything for granted. You can count on absolutely nothing but the unexpected. You only get in trouble when you start thinking that you're some kind of exception to the rule.

When I meet someone I like being with more than I like being alone, I'll marry her.

it has crossed my mind that the key to happiness should not be found in a man. That an independent, strong woman should feel fulfilled and whole on her own. Those things might be true. And without Dex in my life, I like to think I could have somehow found contentment. But the truth is, I feel freer with Dex than I ever did when I was single. I feel more myself with him than without. Maybe true love does that.

I still think I love him more. It's one of those things you never know for certain because there's no way to enter all the relationship data in a computer and have it spit out a definitive answer. You can't quantify love, and if you try, you wind up focusing on misleading factors.

The person who wants out of the relationship always gets her way.

Although I'm sure there are plenty of tall, gorgeous, life-of-the-party guys who are also true to their wives, I happen to believe that a disproportionate number of them are cheaters.

It's simply human nature to have an occasional, fleeting interest in someone whom you once loved.

I don't know. She was a sweet girl. As sweet as they come. I don't know why I didn't love her. It's something you can't really control.

Well, because sometimes you love someone but they might not be the right person for you. That takes some time to figure out

Don't you wish we could pick the people we love? Yeah, I say. Or just make the people we love want the same things we want.

I think the issue of female friendship really resonates well with women, ... So many women have a friend like Darcy or can relate to the feeling of being second-fiddle to a friend.

Love is seldom—almost never—an even proposition. Someone always loves more.