Quotes About Commitment

Love's a marathon, Danny, not a sprint.

This is what all the love songs are about, the moment when you find your own way forward with someone and there is no turning back.

If you don't start with crazy, crazy love, the kind of love that Van Morrison sings about, then you don't have a shot to go the distance.

When you want to make someone better, when you love someone, you do everything. Anything. Even if it's crazy.

To love is to risk everything.

You want me to like your bed. You know it's gonna be our bed

And there's no way around it. I didn't just pet this cat. I adopted it.

But, know this, Beck: Every day I find a way to visit the pictures of you in my phone. I'm faithful.

I remember thinking we were going to grow old together, one of those couples who hold hands, not just to keep from falling, but because they love each other so much that they can't be without contact.

As long as she would have him, the rest of the world could go hang.

Intention without discipline is useless.

One is either packed or unpacked. There is no middle ground.

I loved them desperately. For four years I lived for them.

I can't say I've been in love with you my whole life. But I can say that I intend to be for the rest of it. I don't even know when it happened, but it did. I can't get you off my mind or out of my heart.

There had to be more to wooing a woman than feeding cattle, minding the store, tending the bar, and sex. That wasn't a bad combination in getting to know a woman, but now that he knew Jill, he wanted to hang the moon for her, make the stars brighter, and force daisies to grow from frozen ground.

The paradox is that once you fully commit to being who you already are, having what you already have, and hugely celebrating it, you become a masterful practical magician, a force of nature capable of shifting circumstances very easily.

Not showing up to a wedding post-RSVP guarantees expulsion from the couple's A list in the future.

The married are those who have taken the terrible risk of intimacy and, having taken it, know life without intimacy to be impossible.

All good marriages are remarriages.

One of her arms was around his waist as her eyes fluttered open. He found himself lost in limpid blue green. She wasn't his. Not legally. He could as yet lay no claim to her heart. He wanted the ceremony that would make her indisputably his. He wanted Sophie to be the mother of his children. He wanted Sophie. He wouldn't ever be whole without her. If he rushed her, he stood to lose everything.

He did not want to go to his grave knowing he had risked nothing for the woman he wanted. He wasn't an ass, though. Or if he was, he did not wish to give her incontrovertible evidence of the fact. What to say to her, then, when he knew he was likely to speak too gruffly?

Guys won't admit it, but we're all obsessed with our biceps. I did three sets of ten reps, thirty-five pounds on each side. I knew I was pushing it, especially since we have practice this afternoon, but what the fuck. That was going to be my motto today. What the fuck.

He was so much in love with me that I could have asked him for the moon and stars, and he would have gathered them for me.

Love overcame reason...I had rather beg my bread with him than to be the greatest queen christened.