Quotes About Relationships

Simplifying people was a way of not having to think too much about them, to make them fit into your own story. People were inconvenient, though. Behind the idea of a person you constructed to suit yourself, the people you loved had their own stories- whole worlds going on inside- and you ignored them at your peril.

Absence is a curious thing. When friends are absent, they seem to loom ever larger, till the lack of them is all one can feel.

Blood is thicker than water. That's what they say. But in truth, most things are.

People will disappoint you, Gemma. The question to ask is whether you can learn to live with the disappointment and move on.

But she wasn't sure she wanted the responsibility of loving anyone right now. The truth was, she was afraid that when she fell hard for a boy, she'd lose herself along the way. She'd seen it happen to lots of girls. They'd go from drinking gin, driving fast card and boldly shimmering in speakeasys, to these passive creatures, who couldn't make a move without asking their beaus if it would be okay. Evie had no intention of fading behind any man.

And she wanted so much to make him happy that she forgot how to make herself happy" "That is not happiness. That is kind of murder, yeah?

Just because you loved somebody with your entire soul didn't mean they wouldn't break your heart. And just because somebody loved you didn't mean they'd be able to stop themselves from hurting you to get what they wanted

That was the trouble with letting people in—once you'd taken off the armor, it was hard to put it back on.

I still want to cry when I hear Sam's voice. Sam raised an eyebrow at Evie's jibe. She smiled back.

No. I like my girls fully conscious when I kiss 'em. I'm funny that way

Isaiah thought of Memphis in love with Theta and Theta in love with Memphis, and he understood for the first time just how dangerous their love was for them. Even though they were supposed to be free, they weren't.

just don't know how we make this work between us," Alma said quietly. Ling blushed with shame. Sex. It was about sex, or the lack thereof. From the corner of her eye, she watched as Alma laced her beautiful fingers and placed them in her lap. And then Ling forced herself to keep her gaze on the man across the street sweeping his patch of sidewalk. Ling watched the bristles pushing against the wilted flowers and felt as if she, too, were being brushed into the gutter.

Ling loved Alma, but when she thought of making that love sexual, it was like a wire that didn't quite connect to a battery. It was more theoretical than actual. She liked kissing and cuddling, but she knew that alone wasn't sufficient for Alma.

People had to be who they were. The challenge was to love them for it. And to be honest when they'd hurt you. To apologize when you'd hurt them. It seemed pretty simple on the face of it. So why was it always so hard?

Some women who married and also had lesbian relationships were genuinely bisexual. Many others married because they could see no other viable choice in the day.

it is in our century that love has come to be perceived as a refinement of the sexual impulse, but in many other centuries romantic love and sexual impulse were often considered unrelated.

What saves us? he said wryly. You do know the answer, Alix. 'Tis all the things you mentioned to Merwynna, and something else. He looked into her green eyes. So faith, hope, and love abide, these three, but the greatest of these is love. Love saves us? Does it not? Not simply sexual love, but also love of one's fellow man, love of God, love of family and

Often, what makes certain people particularly attractive to us is that when we are really with them we experience ourselves as being more whole.

God knows, I'm no expert on relationships, but I do know when something's good. And this thing we've created between us is precious and rare. I only hope it's not fleeting, because for the first time in my adult life, I've given someone the power to hurt me.

He didn't know why he was running away. Maybe because being close to someone took a hell of a lot more guts than being alone.

Er wusste nicht, warum er davonlief. Vielleicht, weil man mehr Mut brauchte, sich jemandem nahe zu fühlen, als allein zu sein.

Many neighborhood conflicts have their roots in trivial little insults made by one neighbor, which result in returned insults from the other neighbor. An insult-for-insult relationship develops, and all other avenues for friendship and communication disappear.

Not only are many neighborhood conflicts characterized by this insult-for-insult relationship, but many marriages, unfortunately, fall into the same trap. In the chapter on unconditional acceptance, I suggested an exercise in which you divide a sheet of paper into 2 columns and then note your mate's weaknesses in the right-hand column.

When we love, we open ourselves to the possibility of hurt.