Quotes About Relationship

Two people were supposed to have enough love to carry them through the bad times.

Next the ruined panty hose came off. I removed my wide gold wedding band, tied it to the leg with the big hole, and carried it back to the bedroom. I stood on the bed and looped the hose around a blade on the ceiling fan. I hoped Drew would flip on the light switch and the thing would knock him upside the head.

Darlin', never doubt that my fears are every bit as big as yours, with commitment topping the list in big bold letters. Don't run away, Callie. I need you to stay, he whispered softly. I want to stay, she said just before he kissed her again.

I said that it would be easy to fall in love with you," he repeated. "But would it be wise?" He cocked his head to one side and their eyes locked in the short space between them. Slowly his chin went up and down in a nod. "I believe it might be the wisest thing I could do in this lifetime." "Then you have my permission.

Even in his absence, Tate had managed to remind her of his concern and caring. With determination, she set aside the unease that had plagued her this day.

The impression I have, therefore, of marriage in my sixties is of a time when I took to living only for the moment -- when, above all, I took to expecting nothing that long years of close association had by now, at long last, assured me would never occur. He would not change his personality or his habits of loving, and neither would I. [pp. 213-214].

how lucky she was to have Dirk for a date

He was an attractive Emerson College football player who dated Nancy exclusively.

The two women watched Judy intently as they introduced themselves as Edna and Mary Turner, great-aunts of the little girl. "Judy lives with us," explained Edna, the older sister.

The two women watched Judy intently as they introduced themselves as Edna and Mary Turner, great-aunts of the little girl.

the wife is to exemplify the church's joyful submission to Christ by following her husband's leadership.

What worries me is, what if this guy is really the one for me and I just haven't had enough therapy yet for me to be comfortable with having found him.

You only get married the first time once." There was the philosophy of a generation wrapped up in a tidy little sentence

People always sounded worried when I called them. Maybe because I only ever called a lot of them when I was in trouble and needed help. I needed to set up more lunch dates or have more parties, to cure people of the idea that a call from me automatically equaled danger. Then again, that was probably a lost cause.

What all the stories and romances don't say is that happily ever after doesn't just happen. You have to work at it. You have to keep working at it.

love you, honey," he said, and kissed my cheek. I smirked

In one of their quarrels, they had begun calling each other Mister. and Misses., and since then they had never made it up enough to change it.

He had first come into the house with her whom he loved. And Daisy was dressed in her bridal gown and wore a white lace veil. Her skin was a beautiful colour of dark honey and her laughter was sweet. At night he had shut himself in the bright room to study alone. He had tried to cogitate and to discipline himself to study. But with Daisy near him there was a strong desire in him that would not go away with study.

Love of another individual opens a new relation between the personality and the world. — Carson McCullers, The Mortgaged Heart: Selected Writings (Houghton Mifflin, 1971)

It is for this reason that most of us would rather love than be loved. Almost everyone wants to be the lover. And the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many. The beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the best of reasons. For the lover is for ever trying to strip bare his beloved. The lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.

Nothing lay around loose in me any more but was finished up by her.

Have you ever stood where a stream spills into a river? The two become one. They laugh over the stones together, twist through the sharp canyons together, plunge down the waterfalls together. It is the same when a man and woman love one another. It is not always a pleasant thing, but when it happens, a man has little to say about it. Women, like streams, can be smooth one minute and make a man feel like he's swimming through white water the next.

A man cannot own a woman, cousin. He can only... He can only love her.

As he tightened his embrace around her, he knew he'd made the right choice. He held the whole world in his arms.