Quotes About Compromise

Look, he says: once you have exhausted the process of negotiation and compromise, once you have fixed on the destruction of an enemy, that destruction must be swift and it must be perfect. Before you even glance in his direction, you should have his name on a warrant, the ports blocked, his wife and friends bought, his heir under your protection, his money in your strong room and his dog running to your whistle. Before he wakes in the morning, you should have the axe in your hand.   When

how about not fighting any? Negotiate, my lord. It's cheaper

Here's a bargain. You can take him to a sermon if you don't take him to a brothel.

I can learn to live with guilt. I don't care about being good.

She'd always been a little contemptuous of beauty, as though it was something you had to trade away some other vital thing for.

We should have called truce , he'd said, brushing back his ink-black hair impatiently. We should have called truce long before this. But neither of us called it, not then, not after. Jude , he'd said, running a hand up my calf, are you afraid of me?

You might beg to differ. So long as you're begging, he doesn't mind a bit.

Don't have gold?' calls an antlered shopkeeper. 'Pay with a lock of hair, a year of your life, a dream you wish to never have again.

We should have called truce, he'd said, brushing back his ink-black hair impatiently. We should have called truce long before this. But neither of us called it, not then, not after.

The last couple relationships I had were long distance. It's not like I can make much of an effort to travel and see anybody. The guy had to do all the work, unfortunately.

The most preferable of evils.

There are so many people in the world who are eager to do for you things that you do not wish done, provided only that you will do for them things that you don't wish to do.

Almost anything that can be praised or advocated has been put to some disgusting use. There is no principle, however immaculate, that has not had its compromising manipulator.

Finally she stopped resisting and called a truce. Young Alice was allowed to stay as long as she didn't eat too much chocolate.

That was the secret of a happy marriage. Step away from the rage.

Her fiancé, Nico, now handled all the small-talk requirements of their relationship, chatting to chatty cab drivers and chatty aunts with ease. Christina sometimes fretted she wasn't bringing enough to the table. 'A relationship isn't a bill you split down the middle,' Nico told her. He was wrong. It was exactly like that. She'd keep an eye on it.

They'd both apologized, and there had been no lingering bitterness. Will wasn't a sulker. He was actually pretty good at negotiating a compromise. And he rarely lost his sense of humor or ability to laugh at himself. "Did you see the way I repacked your frying pan?" he said. "That was a masterstroke, eh? Put you in your place, didn't it?" For a moment

Jab, jab, truce! This, it seems, is marriage–

Somehow she knew there would be an unspoken truce on their unspoken battle over God knew what when they were old. They could both surrender to their innate grumpiness. It was going to be a lovely relief.

How do you make a man do something without nagging?" "That," said Madeline, "is the billion-dollar question.

I don't think it works like that," said Joy. "It starts out small. You put up with little things in a relationship and then … the little things gradually get bigger.

This was just a glitch in an otherwise perfect relationship. Every relationship had its glitches. Its ups, its downs.

Every relationship has its quixotic rules. You just had to follow them.

You put up with little things in a relationship and then … the little things gradually get bigger.