Quotes About Relationships

Male-female relationships, as Jane Austen was always pointing out, could be very complicated.

guess I'm growing up, because I've come to the realization that if you have to tiptoe around a person, you can never have an honest relationship. Toe shoes are for ballerinas to wear on stage. They don't work so well in real life. Poppy

Life is a series of solo experiences made bearable by the comfort of friends. - Kiki Lowenstein

but I remembered what a therapist once told me, "People like doing favors for each other. Don't deny someone else the pleasure, Kiki, just because you can't handle feeling obligated.

The following morning she realised they hated her. That hurt her feelings; she always preferred her hatred to be unreciprocated.

By refreshing our sense of belonging in the world, we widen the web of relationships that nourishes us and protects us from burnout.

There is this business of the narcissism of love, the fourth-dimensional curve that takes you out into the other who is the whole world, which is really a twist back into yourself, only a different self.

Everyone knows that much as women want to be scientists and engineers, they want foremost to be womanly companions to men (what?)

you can't imbibe someone's success by fucking them.

Marianne would love watching paint dry, if Wills was watching it with her.

Bitterness is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die.

I believe the ability to love people as we should only comes from the security of knowing we ourselves are loved. For you cannot share what you do not have. Which is another reason we need the Holy Spirit—for He bears witness with our hearts that we are God's children, and dearly loved as well (Romans 8:15–16, 1 John 3:1).

So far as I knew, Hallmark didn't make a "Sorry I Interrupted Your Oral Sex" card.

Marie's drunk texts: Marie: Horse, muss yu Marie: Why dont anser? Marie: Horse like yur name. Horsey. I'd like to rid u horsey, LOL. You sleeping? Or busy with someone? Marie: I know yur there. I bet you got a new gurl alredy. Screw you. Marie: Screw you and your slut. I hate you. Take yur club and shove it up yur ass I wudn't be yoor old lady for ten milion dollrs.

Well I don't care how other people live" I said. "If they want to let their men sleep around, that's their business. But I'll be damned if I'll put up with it. Not good enough for me, and no way I want Noah growing up thinking that's how you treat a woman. Ruger can take his offer, stick it on a fork, and shove it up his ass. Now I need to find a job and somewhere to live, because I'm sure as hell not living with him any longer.

Don't want you wearing shit that you wore for Gary," Horse replied, draping an arm around my neck, pulling me into his body. He leaned over and spoke directly in my ear, voice husky. "I don't give a damn if you never wear panties again, but I know women are weird about that. Here's the compromise. I'm gonna buy you new shit, but only shit I like. You're gonna wear it until I pull it off to fuck you. Everyone wins.

Why hasn't Marie shot you yet?" "Because I'm not in denial about what my cock wants," Horse replied. "I piss her off, I get no pussy. Watch and learn.

But those are your fingerprints, babe.

And take your fucking arm out from under my head. Cuddling is for closers.

KIMBER: Be happy. U have a hot guy coming over and he's bringing dinner. Women have killed for less ME: Whose side you on? KIMBER: Mine. Haven't u figured this out yet? ME: Bitch KIMBER: Ho ME: At least I don't drive a minivan KIMBER: See if I make YOU margaritas again! LOW BLOW!!!!!! ME: <3

It's a guy thing," he told me. "We like taking care of our women. You don't let me help you, the other boys'll make fun of me and then I'll have to cry. Are you trying to make me cry, London?" He blinked at me like an innocent puppy, and I couldn't help it. I started laughing, and we both knew he'd won. "You suck," I told him. "You like it." He was right—I totally did.

I'd never be more than a toy to him, and the men in his family had a history of breaking their toys. They just did it in different ways.

Horse had been by himself for a long time, and he was in need of the occasional attitude adjustment. I'd already lived with one asshole and I wasn't in the market for another one.

When I look into my future, what I wish for isn't a job or a title or anything like that. I'm not Mandy, who wants everyone to admire and love her. For me, it would be enough to have one person. Someone who looks into my eyes and really sees me. To have that, that one person and this whole big ocean to explore and take care of, to keep for those who come after me. That would be enough for me.