Quotes About Commitment

My hunger is always there.

If there used to be 100 people at a major working on a record, now there are 18, but they're the good ones. There's a lean, mean hunger.

I'm going to keep loving football. That's one thing I'm most proud of: my hunger and desire for the game has not stopped.

I feel like once you start to tell yourself that it's your last year, you kind of aren't as sharp and lose some attention, drive and hunger.

I need to have emotion to play. Emotion makes me hungry. I must prove every game that I am still strong.

My mum would have gone hungry before I would go hungry.

The work was to be done 'by undercover men, spies and saboteurs, who, if caught, would be neither acknowledged nor defended by their government'. They would be working outside the law and were to borrow their tactics from guerrillas and gangsters like Michael Collins in Ireland and Al Capone in America. In signing up for Section D, they were effectively signing away their lives.

Marriage is compromise and hard work,and then more hard work and communication and compromise. And then work. Abandon all hope, ye who enter.

It's not easy, pairing yourself off with someone forever. It's an admirable thing, and I'm glad you're both doing it, but, boy-oh-girl-oh, there will be days you wish you'd never done it. And those will be the good times, when it's only days of regret and not months.

Love should require both partners to be very best at all times.

You just want an excuse to stay,' she whispered. 'You two, you're fucking addicted to each other. You are literally going to be a nuclear family, you do know that? You will explode. You will fucking detonate. You really think you can possibly do this for, what, the next eighteen years? You don't think she'll kill you ?

You both find the exact same things worth remembering. You have the same rhythm. Click. You just know each other. All of a sudden you see reading in bed and waffles on Sunday and laughing at nothing & it's so far beyond fine that you know you can never go back. That fast. You think: Oh, here is the rest of my life. It's finally arrived.

Nothing to it but to do it.

I won't blame Nick. I don't blame Nick. I refuse - refuse! - to turn into some pert-mouthed, strident angry-girl. I made two promises to myself when I married Nick. One: no dancing-monkey demands. Two: I would never, ever say, Sure, that's fine by me (if you want to stay out later, if you want to do a boys' weekend, if you want to do something you want to do) and then punish him for doing what I said was fine by me. I worry I am coming perilously close to violating both of those promises.

My husband is the most loyal man on the planet until he's not.

I am absolutely, one hundred percent sincere right now- I have your back, and I won't fuck with you.

You have the same rhythm. Click. You just know each other. All of a sudden you see reading in bed and waffles on Sunday and laughing at nothing and his mouth on yours. And it's so far beyond fine that you know you can never go back to fine. That fast. You think: Oh, here is the rest of my life. It's finally arrived.

You always take the extra step that others don't, that's who you are.

But one day I will wear him down, I will catch him off guard, and he will lose the energy for the nightly battle, and he will get in bed with me. In the middle of the night, I'll turn to face him and press myself against him. I'll hold myself to him like a climbing, coiling vine until I have invaded every part of him and made him mine.

It makes me think that everyone is very wrong, that love should have many conditions. Love should require both partners to be their very best at all times. Unconditional love is an undisciplined love, and as we all have seen, undisciplined love is disastrous.

Nothing to it but to do it, nothing to it but to do it." Diane's mantra.

Nothing to it but to do it, nothing to it but to do it.

Sheesh, violin can be hard work, but hard work is the only way to get better!')

You are turning me into what I never have been and never wanted to be, a nag, because you are not living up to your end of a very basic contract. Don't do that, it's not okay to do.