Quotes About Commitment

Besides, I'm not jealous. I'm just so in love with you that there isn't anything else.

The shortest answer is doing the thing.

You're my religion. You're all I've got.

Be patient, hand, he said. I do this for you.

I'm going to stay with you. If you go to jail, we might as well both go.

Please tell me what can I do. There must be something I can do

Good. I go. And if thou dost not love me, I love thee enough for both.

And chase hard and good and with no mistakes and do not overrun them.

Now we have done it. Now we really have done it." Yes, he thought. Now we have really done it. And when she went to sleep suddenly like a tired young girl and lay beside him lovely in the moonlight that showed the beautiful new strange line of her head as she slept on her side he leaned over and said to her but not aloud, "I'm with you. No matter what else you have in your head I'm with you and I love you.

If I do it you won't ever worry?' 'I won't worry about that because it's perfectly simple.' Then I'll do it. Because I don't care about me.

Wearing down seven number-two pencils is a good day's work.

If he had known how many men in history have had to use a hill to die on it would not have cheered him any for, in the moment he was passing through, men are not impressed by what has happened to the other men in similar circumstances any more than a widow of one day is helped by the knowledge that other loved husbands have died.

I wish to marry her . . . But she has one drawback, her attitude is uncooperative.

I don't have to be proud of it. I only have to do it well. – Thomas Hudson

And we'll never love anyone else but each other.

Why must man not marry? He cannot marry. He cannot marry, he said angrily. If he is to lose everything, he should not place himself in a position to lose that. He should not place himself in a position to lose. He should find things he cannot lose.

What are you made of? What you love. And steel added.

Oh, darling," she said. "You will be good to me, won't you?" What the hell, I thought. I stroked her hair and patted her shoulder. She was crying. "You will, won't you?" She looked up at me. "Because we're going to have a strange life.

Scott took LITERATURE so solemnly. He never understood that it was just writing as well as you can and finishing what you start.

Ma di cosa sei fatta, tu? Di quello che ami disse lei. Più l'acciaio.

You had to trust the people you worked with completely or not at all, and you had to make decisions about the trusting.

Oh, darling," she said. "You will be good to me, won't you?" What the hell, I thought.

I am not religious, he said. But I will say ten Our Fathers and ten Hail Marys that I should catch this fish, and I promise to make a pilgrimage to the Virgen de Cobre if I catch him. That is a promise.

You love. And what about that you were talking to me all those nights? That's not love. Those are only passion and lust. When man loves, then he wishes to do something for that. He wants to sacrifice. And you want to serve.