Quotes About Compromise

I had a sense he was offering things abominable to me, like decaffeinated coffee or coitus interruptus

The fabulous thing about male-female relationships is that we can help balance each other out; the not so fabulous part is that we can drive each other insane.

could only buy it by giving in sooner, giving in all the time; like Scheherazade, humbly asking my murderous husband to go on sparing me night after night. And

So many people saying, Let's improve these problems right now! Except extremists. Extremists never wanted things to improve. They just wanted to win. They needed psychiatrists.

Mind control is the result of self-discipline and habit. You either control your mind or it controls you. There is no hall-way compromise.

the side that feels the lesser urge for peace will naturally get the better bargain.

Sometimes what matters isn't what one gives but what one gives up.

That will be the motto on which we'll build our coexistence: Whatever I say.

Pero con el tiempo verá que lo que cuenta a veces no es lo que se da, sino lo que se cede.

sometimes what matters isn't what one gives but what one gives up. Bernarda

lo que cuenta a veces no es lo que se da, sino lo que se cede.

I wish she was more like a normal girl, but I'd rather be with her and deal with her eccentricities than never see her again.

to resolve the dissonance between "I love this person" and "This person is doing some things that are driving me crazy" will enhance their love story or destroy it.

The lesson for the Intellectual is never to invest so much of yourself in any situation that you are willing to compromise your integrity in order to maintain the illusion. Once that cycle begins, it is nearly impossible to release yourself from it. The Intellectual frees herself from the shadow by knowing who she is at all times and living from her truth.

Be sure to get her home before midnight. She turns into a rabid coyote when the clock strikes twelve. Sawyer moved on down the bar to fill a pitcher with beer. That true, darlin'? Tyrell asked. Got to take the bad with the good, Jill answered.

What is it about men? Just because they can settle something with three words, they can't understand that womenfolk need to figure out things." "They're from Mars, remember?" Paula told her in a flat tone. "I think they're from further out than that." Jody filled her plate and took it to the table.

Martin encouraged his wife's productivity. Kate was the better financial manager and, after years of his overspending, Martin agreed to rely on her business acumen.

How about this. . ." she started. A compromise. She'd suggest some small boutique wedding thing, like the daughter of a friend of hers did at Estes Park, which would still be wildly expensive and require planning and be socially acceptable. I waited for the pitch, but I was still going to tell her no. Then she said, "Why don't your father and I come along?

We all see this case— what they're doing to Cormac—as black and white. But we're looking at white as white and Espinoza's looking at white as black. Does that make any sense?" "When maybe if we all saw it as gray we'd be able to come to some sort of compromise.

In one of their quarrels, they had begun calling each other Mister. and Misses., and since then they had never made it up enough to change it.

Mostly that it takes two to make a couple. One person can't do it on her own, no matter how hard she tries; In our case, I want to be happily married, but you' don't. So, I'm cutting my losses and moving on in the hope that, someday, I'll find a man willing to share more than just his bed with me.

We each have our hiding places and we each put up with the little quirks of the people we love.

Every single time you crossed over for me and met me on my side. I realize now, I don't think I ever met you in the middle. And I don't think I ever once said that you for that.

Es así la vida normal? Lo pregunto porque estoy acostumbrada al dramatismo. Por lo general las cosas se resisten a salir como quiero. Estoy acostumbrada a luchar, quejarme y protestar para conseguir cosas que no son exactamente lo que quiero, pero que cubren el expediente.