Quotes About Partnership

I used to believe that marriage would diminish me, reduce my options. That you had to be someone less to live with someone else when, of course, you have to be someone more.

The most important thing in marriage is not happiness, but stability.

A filly who wants to run will always find a rider.

It is not the guns or armament Or the money they can pay, It's the close co-operation That makes them win the day. It is not the individual Or the army as a whole, But the everlastin' teamwork Of every bloomin' soul.

Behind every tennis player there is another tennis player.

When a man's willing and eager, God joins in.

You have to do it by yourself, And you can't do it alone.

When you love someone, you have to be with them, don't you? To be part of their life, to have them be part of yours. Glory in Death

Eve, did you marry me for my money? You bet your ass. And you'd better hold on to it, or I'm history It's very sweet of you to say so.

You go in, I go in. Listen--- He took her face in his hands. You go, I go. That's non-negotiable. If we're to get blasted to hell or poisoned into lunatics, we do it together. Crap, Crap. You have to look less rich and gorgeous. God help him, she made him grin. I'll do what I can.

Marriage isn't for the weak or lazy. It's work, and it should be. What would be the point otherwise?

I'm not trying to box you in. I'm just trying to live with you.

Roarke had to deal with her moods. It was in the marriage rules.

He's a fine young man, and one who loves you without restrictions. Finding a mate, a true one, is a rare and precious thing." And the heart of the heart, she thought. Yes, he'd found that, too. "I don't even know how it happened, but even when he pisses me off, I'm grateful every day it did." "The best possible description for a good marriage.

Marriage is a series of promises.

You and Roarke have a different couple dynamic." "What the hell does that mean?" "Well." Peabody slid her eyes over to Eve's profile. "That was a nice way of saying neither one of you would let the other get away with holding back. Something's going on with one of you, the other sniffs it out and hammers away until it's all out there. You're both nosy, and just mean enough not to let the other one slide by.

Marriage, she thought. Every bit as complicated and slippery as cop work.

Listen, if I can manage it, I'll try to swing home this afternoon for a bit. To—I don't know—help you out or something. His smile was warm and gorgeous. See there. You're acting like a wife. Shut up. I like it, he said, backing her against the door. Quite a bit. Next thing I know you'll be down in the kitchen, baking. Next thing you know I'll be kicking your ass, and you'll be the one who needs round-the-clock care. Can we play doctor?

If we do, I want to be the bad cop." "You're a lousy bad cop, Feeney. Face it." He gave her a mournful look. "I outrank you, Dallas." "I'm primary, and I'm better at bad cop. Live with it." "I always have to be the good cop," he muttered as they stepped into a well-lighted hallway with more marble, more gilt.

When Eve started to climb in, Roarke took her hand and tumbled her into his lap. "Hey." Mortified, she jabbed with her elbow. "I love to fluster her when she's on duty," Roarke said, wrestling Eve back onto his lap. "And how was your day, Peabody?" Peabody

Love doesn't hang on conditions, but marriage bloody well hangs on compromise.

It was death that brought me and Eve together. And as frothy as it sounds, there are times I feel as though that was when I took my first breath.

You did good today. I won't have to think twice going through the door with you. As Eve walked away, Peabody gaped after her. It had been simply, even casually said, but it was the finest professional compliment she'd ever been given.

You'd never ask me to do something that wasn't right. There's a difference between right and regs sometimes. That's why regs can change, but right doesn't." And that, Eve realized, might be the long and short of why she'd made Peabody her partner.