Quotes About Commitment

CHAPTER L 'IN THESE DAYS ONE CAN'T MAKE A MAN MARRY

You can make a joke of it, when I — . But I don't think, Miss Boncassen, you at all realise what I feel. As to settlements and all that, your father could do what he likes with me." "My father has nothing to do with it, and I don't know what settlements mean. We never think anything of settlements in our country. If two young people love each other they go and get married.

Each had treated the girl as an encumbrance he was to undertake, — at a very great price. But

Years are wanted to make a friendship, but days suffice for men and women to get married.

CHAPTER XLV LORD RUFFORD MAKES UP HIS MIND

I have never felt that the work is a burden; it is a duty — more than a duty, something I have to do.

If there is still one hellish, truly accursed thing in our time, it is our artistic dallying with forms, instead of being like victims burnt at the stake, signaling through the flames.

Odio gli indifferenti. Credo che vivere voglia dire essere partigiani. Chi vive veramente non può non essere cittadino e partigiano. L'indifferenza è abulia, è parassitismo, è vigliaccheria, non è vita. Perciò odio gli indifferenti.

I live, I am partisan. This is why I hate those who do not take sides; I hate those who are indifferent

There can be little doubt that the commitment and then grinding down of German forces in the Ardennes, especially the panzer divisions, had mortally weakened the Wehrmacht's capacity to defend the eastern front. But

Truly a wife is God's gift.

The bigger problem was that I couldn't see that I had a problem." Bud paused for a moment, and then, leaning toward me, he said in a lower, even more earnest tone, "There is no solution to the problem of lack of commitment, for example, without a solution to the bigger problem — the problem that I can't see that I'm not committed.

In this way, a problem that had gone on literally for years was solved nearly overnight when the leaders stopped simply assigning responsibility and began holding themselves strictly accountable. This is now the model in that company for solving every problem encountered.

The most effective leaders lead in this single way: by holding themselves more accountable than all.

John Updike wrote that marriage is like two people locked up with one lesson to read, over and over, until the words become madness.

The counselor says that we are at the beginning of a long, uphill journey. She says, Relapse is a part of recovery. I think, You have got to be fucking kidding me. I say, Do I look like someone who's ready for a long, uphill journey? Lucy snickers for a second, and I love her. I lover her much more than I want to. But I am worn down and out. The thought of another trip crushes me. I tell Lucy, You are my family. But I'm not coming with you.

What peace it must be to know that someone is yours, no matter what - it is ordained, can never be otherwise.

marriage is like two people locked up with one lesson to read, over and over, until the words become madness. DJ

MYRRHINE Why, you've no blanket. CINESIAS It's not the silly blanket's warmth but yours I want. MYRRHINE Never mind. You'll soon have both. I'll come straight back. CINESIAS The woman will choke me with her coverlets. MYRRHINE Get up a moment. CINESIAS I'm up high enough. MYRRHINE

For though the wish for friendship comes quickly, friendship does not.

Loyal, happy employees are engaged employees—and engaged employees are profitable employees

Mona … lots of things are more binding than sex. They last longer too.

We have rules. Full disclosure, for one thing. And we're in bed with each other at the end of the day. Our commitment is for life, and we save our hearts for each other. That way we can have play AND permanency. If monogamy becomes more important than fidelity, you're bound to get hurt. It's all the lying that clobbers you, not the sex.

There, as usual, she found her husband asleep in the flickering light of MTV. She knelt by the sofa and laid her hand gently on his chest. "Hey," she whispered. "Who's it gonna be? Me or Pat Benatar?" He stirred, rubbing his eyes with the knuckles of his forefinger. "Well?" she prodded. "I'm thinking.