Quotes About Relationship

because in the past words have only driven them apart.

You might tell yourself that candor is the foundation of a relationship, but even that would be untrue. You are far more likely to lie to yourself, or your loved one, if you think it will keep the pain at bay.

How could he describe how it felt when she finished his sentences, turned the mug they were sharing so that her mouth landed where his had been? How did he explain the way they could be in a locker room, or underwater, or in the piney woods of Maine, but as long as Em was with him, he was at home?

She knew how you went about falling in love; she did not know how you went about falling into trust.

He] has always been my anchor. The problem is that anchors don't just keep you from floating away. Sometimes, they drag you down.

When you love someone, you'll do anything you can to keep them with you.

I had the heart of the relationship, and no body to grow in it. what happen then? what else, I said It broke.

I have only known her for two years. But if you took every memory, every moment, if you stretched them end to end—they'd reach forever. •

On the second Thursday of the month, Mrs. Dombrowski brings her dead husband to our therapy group.

when you loved someone, you didn't want to be the one who brought their world crashing down.

He could stand pain, himself. He just couldn't stand hers

The problem with marriage - or may be its strength - was that it spanned a distance, and you were never the same person you started out being. If you were lucky, you could still recognize each other years later.

If all I could ever have is you, I'd be a billionaire.

I hate that you didn't trust me enough to tell me the truth.

A dutiful mother is someone who follows every step her child makes," I said. "And a good mother?" I lifted my gaze to Charlotte's. "Is someone whose child wants to follow her.

It's not that he doesn't love you enough to tell you the truth," she said. "It's that he loves you too much to risk it.

Could love be not grand gestures or empty vows, not promises meant to be broken, but instead a paper trail of forgiveness?

I catalog the breadth of his shoulders, the damp curls at the nape of his neck; the way the tendons in his forearms shift and play as he scrolls through his texts. It's shocking, sometimes, to be confronted with this when a second ago he sat on my shoulders, trying to pull down a star and unravel a thread of the night.

Do you owe someone only the care they provided for you? Or does believing that make you as culpable as they were?

Do you know what it's like to love someone so much, that you can't see yourself without picturing her? Or what it's like to touch someone?

You know what my father used to say? True love is like bread. It needs the right ingredients, a little heat, and some magic to rise.

My husband hogs the remote," Shayla says. "He says it's because women control everything else." "Actually, it's instinct," Stuart says. "The part of the brain that's territorial is bigger in men than it is in women. I heard it on John Tesh.

I wont let you fall, he said, and because he never did, the world from that vantage point stops being so crazy.

The papers were caught between our bodies, a wedge to drive us apart, like any other lie.