Quotes About Commitment

Tell me this--if you knew you would be poor as a church mouse all your life--if you knew you'd never have a line published--would you still go on writing-- would you?' 'Of course I would,' said Emily disdainfully. 'Why, I have to write--I can't help it at times--I've just got to.

When I read that the flash came, and I took a sheet of paper. . .and I wrote on it: I, Emily Byrd Starr, do solemnly vow this day that I will climb the Alpine Path and write my name on the scroll of fame.

I've always held that early marriage is a sure indication of second-rate goods that had to be sold in a hurry. - Martin Harris

Diana and I are thinking seriously of promising each other that we will never marry but be nice old maids and live together forever. Diana hasn't quite made up her mind though, because she thinks perhaps it would be nobler to marry some wild, dashing, wicked young man and reform him.

I think it's sorter real dastardly to break a promise you make to a child.

And she knew, just as simply and just as surely that she loved him— had always loved him, with a love that lay at the very foundation of he being.

If you already have a person's love no sacrifice can be too much to give for it; but any sacrifice is too great to buy it for you.

That is the prize: to realize, at the end, that every minute was worth fighting for with every ounce of blood and fire.

Minha musa inspiradora é o meu prazo de entrega.

I made a commitment to myself to try to keep out of trouble. I sincerely believed that this terrible momentum was a thing I could impose my will on, something that could be slowed down.

Because I want you to know that your're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. And I thought I should introduce myself. I mean, we should get to know each other. Since you're the girl I intend to marry. ~Mark Gianni

The exhumation of your soul will be successful only if you dig one deep hole rather than a lot of shallow ones.

Can I make myself any clearer? I can't live without you. I don't know what to call it, but if it isn't love, I don't know what is. So stop looking down your prim little nose at me and say you'll marry me so I don't have to kill myself

husband. Richard O'Neill.

Quando un'ex si sposa, una donna può ridere. Al secondo comincia a innervosirsi. Ma a tre? Diventa una questione personale: cosa c'è in me che impedisce a un uomo di sborsare una bella sommetta in nome dell'eterno amore. [...] È come i coperchi sigillati. Sai com'è, ti ammazzi di fatica per aprire un barattolo a pressione e il coperchio non cede. Non appena lo passi a un altro puoi stare sicura che il coperchio salterà via da solo.

Already a congressman, to a mentor I hope sometime you run across something you think I can do well 24 hours per day.

What did I expect him to say--that he would leave his wife? To do so was the province of fiction. Real life was not as easy as that.

I had come to realize that you must do what you must for your children, even it if called for the sacrifice of your very soul.

If Jessica had been pleased with his work, that was enough. He had bent to his work and poured his entire soul, black as it might have been, into fashioning something beautiful for his lady. His lady. He could no longer think of her as anything else. And that was the thought that left him standing in the lists, useless and fair blinded by the thought of his poor heart being so exposed.

You're very difficult." He only flashed her the slightest of smiles. "Likely why you wed me. It wouldn't have done for you to have found a man simply and won him without effort.

I am not a gentle man," Richard said, against her mouth. "Uh-huh," she said as he lifted her in his arms. "Nor am I a practiced lover," he said as he carried her across the room. "Nobody's perfect," she managed as he lowered her to the bed. "But I do love you," he said as he stretched out next to her and leaned over her. "And I will give you the best that I have.

Jessica," he whispered hoarsely. "Ah, merciful saints above, I thought I'd never have you again." He clutched her to him. "Say you'll never leave me. Vow you'll never leave my arms again. Nay, I'll never let you go." He held her tighter. "Nothing will take you from me again, not even time. No more wishes. No more wishes unless we make them together.

For me, marriage should be about partnership. How can you love someone you have to take care of like a child all the time? A wife is supposed to be a partner, and yes partners help each other when they need it, but they are supposed to be together because they want to in my book, not because one needs the other.

I'm mortal. You really don't want me falling down stairs and breaking my neck. I'd catch you, he assured her solemnly. I'll always be there to catch you, Inez.