Quotes About Compromise

Anyway," Rita said, leaning back away from Cody. "It would save some money. Which we will need for the new pool cage, because they are very pricey." "All right," I said, not completely sure what I was agreeing to do.

But a large part of learning to be an adult is admitting to yourself that nothing is ever perfect. We all have to sacrifice small indulgences from time to time in order to achieve our larger goals, and I would just have to behave like a grown-up and accept that the results were more important than my petty personal gratification.

That's what happens in love. In the shaded portions where the two spheres of different lives meet, certain fundamentals—moods, loves, fears, angers—can't be hidden. That's the contract.

Only the weak compromise.

Compromise is for those who have no courage, no morals and no principles.

what it is, Anscott, a short-term compromise. If at some time in the future Barrington's needs to

Find the Bad Guy means how, when you're arguing with your spouse, both people are trying to win the argument. Who didn't close the garage door? Who left the Bigfoot hair clump in the shower drain? What you have to realize, as a couple, is that there is no bad guy. You can't win an argument when you're married. Because if you win, your spouse loses, and resents losing, and then you lose, too, pretty much.

Sometimes compromise tastes like caramel macchiato.

In marriage, and, truly, in life, someone must have the last word. Think about it; how often is the last word the hill on which we'll die? We've all had times in our lives when the conflict's finally been resolved and everyone's about to retreat to a neutral corner and then someone can't help themselves, saying one more thing, and then, bam! World War III. The last word sets the stage for whatever comes next.

Has no one suggested we lock Congress in the employee breakroom and not let them out until they can be nice and find a way to work with each other?

Anderson sent me to give you this he said. I believe the subtext was kiss and makeup. This time I was sure I made a face. I rather kiss a copperhead. I grabbed the envelop from his hand. He laughed and held up his hands in surrender. Don't worry. It was only a figure of speech.

It's impossible to satisfy everyone, and I suggest we all stop trying.

Have you talked to North? he said. Yes, she said. I asked him to get us cable. I wish you weren't talking to him. I'd talk to Satan to get cable, Andie said.

Oh," Jake said. "So, this is what you want?" "No," Kate said. "But this is what I've got.

He swore his love to me again and again until he finally realized that I cannot love anything right now. Falling in love is like holding a white flag out to your enemies and saying, "we give up, we're in love." Love is surrender.

The problem was, he'd never told me what he wanted, which meant I never got to think about whether it was what I wanted, too.

Staying married, she'd decided, was a choice; one that had less to do with love and more with forbearance.

The more the other party thinks he's having his way, the easier always to get your own.

A vida de Xantipa deve ter sido um longo tormento, amarrada àquele homem dotado de uma calma capaz de fazer qualquer um ir aos arames. Sócrates. Imaginemos uma mulher casada, condenada a viver dia após dia sem uma só zaragata com o marido! Um homem deve fazer a vontade à mulher nestas matérias.

Si un hombre me parase en la calle y me pidiera el reloj, me negaría a dárselo; si me amenazara con quitármelo a la fuerza, creo que, aunque no tengo nada de valiente, haría cuanto pudiera para evitarlo. Pero si, por otra parte, me manifestara su intención de obtenerlo mediante la intervención de los tribunales de justicia, me lo sacaría del bolsillo y se lo daría, convencido de que el asunto me había salido barato.

Constantly choosing the lesser of two evils is still choosing evil.

Yes, but it is difficult to get what we need when it isn't what we truly want.

Sometimes what we want to do and what we must do are not the same.

I never wanted to fall in love. Only stupid girls compromised themselves that way, and I was too smart to sell myself short.