Quotes About Relationship

The bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or in friendship, is conversation

Ultimately the bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or in friendship, is conversation.

There is nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It is a thing no married man knows anything about.

It is very romantic to be in love. But there is nothing romantic about a definite proposal. Why, one may be accepted. One usually is, I believe. Then the excitement is all over. The very essence of romance is uncertainty. (Algernon in The Importance of Being Ernest)

I felt exasperated by her, always turning, always changing, always making me feel as if I was looking for oxygen--how much like fresh air and how much, at the same time, like drowning.

That's what I like about God. You get to know Him by His occasional absence.

I am no good without you, Ginesse," he said. "I spent a lifetime alone, but I never understood loneliness until I was away from you. I never understood happiness until I saw you again.

Come on, Avery. Fresh tears stained her cheeks. Her voice shook. Wake up, damn it! She sobbed, rocking forward and back, her arms wrapping tightly around his big body. Don't you want to shout at me for disobeying you, you overbearing, domineering male? She squeezed her eyes shut and bit hard on her lip. He couldn't die. He was too stubborn, too alive, too vigorous. And she couldn't lose him. She loved him too much. I… am a… gentleman, she heard him gasp. I never shout at women.

The sound of the surf mingled with the wind rushing in his ears, and still it did not drown out the sound of her voice: "Can you think of any reason why I should not stay?" A thousand. None of them good enough.

But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy, lie further off." —WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, A Midsummer Night's Dream The

We used to talk about death, she said. We don't anymore. Why is that? I don't know. It's because it's here. There's nothing left to talk about. I wouldn't leave you. I don't care. It's meaningless. You can think of me as a faithless slut if you like. I've taken a new lover. He can give me what you cannot. Death is not a lover. O yes he is. Please don't do this. I'm sorry. I can't do it alone.

He lay in the dark thinking of all the things he did not know about his father and he realized that the father he knew was all the father he would ever know.

If I'm not here you can still talk to me. You can talk to me and I'll talk to you. You'll see.

He thought the world's heart beat at some terrible cost and that the world's pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower.

E o femeie tinara in o multime de privinte. Daca n-as fi avut-o, nu stiu ce m-as fi facut. De fapt, ba da, stiu. Si nici n-ar fi fost nevoie de o cutie pentru asta.

She would talk to him sometimes about God. He tried to talk to God but the best thing was to talk to his father and he did talk to him and he didn't forget. The woman said it was all right. She said that the breath of God was his breath yet though it pass from man to man through all of time.

y en la democracia óptica de tales paisajes toda preferencia se vuelve caprichosa y hombre y roca terminan por asumir parentescos insospechados.

Such as. Do you ever think what it would be like to meet a person you've known for a long time for the first time in these later years? To meet them anew. You're thinking they would be a much different person to you if you didnt know their history. Yes. How would it differ from when you first met them? That's not it. We're talking about them as they are now. Only with a past unknown to us.

You think sometimes I dont listen. I think you listen. I'm not so sure what you hear.

But someplace in the scheme of things this world must touch the other.

You ever think what it would be like to meet a person you've known for a long time for the first time in these later years? To meet them anew. You're thinking they would be a much different person to you if you didn't know their history.

I'm of two minds about this shit. Two minds. Yeah. I aint sure I'm cut out for domestic bliss. Probably not.

There could be few men whose love for a woman had been written on his face with a knife.

She'd been so certain she knew every crevice of his heart, but Jacob was like a country she'd only traveled through halfway.