Quotes About Relationship

The greatest catalyst for change in a relationship is complete acceptance of your partner as he or she is, without needing to judge or change them in any way.

If you continue to pursue the goal of salvation through a relationship, you will be disillusioned again and again. But if you accept that the relationship is here to make you conscious instead of happy, then the relationship will offer you salvation, and you will be aligning yourself with the higher consciousness that wants to be born into this world. For those who hold on to the old patterns, there will be increasing pain, violence, confusion, and madness.

To establish a Scriptural counseling relationship, the speaker says we must know the person to the level that they feel like they are known and to the level that we are moved by the hardness of their experience.

What is most important to us? What do we love? What is most dear to us?2 We shouldn't be surprised that these questions get to the core of our being. They also point to where we are headed. All roads eventually lead to our relationship with God. Do we love what he loves? Is he most dear to us?

No longer expecting to be beautiful and touched with grace till the end of her days, she was coming to the realization that whereas once, in his courtship, Father might have embodied the infinite possibilities of loving, he had aged and gone dull, made stupid, perhaps, by his travels and his work, so that more and more he only demonstrated his limits, that he had reached them, and that he would never move beyond them.

P43- that the huge, fierce brute loved this child of another race is beyond question.

Thuvia of Ptarth was having difficulty in determining the exact status of the Prince of Helium in her heart. She

Why does The Sheik, my father, not love me, too?

the bridesmaid's hand in his, Hazel and I think it would be ripping to make it a double wedding. The

It's true we might not have met if I'd not been thrown literally at her feet, but we've more in common than my isolation. There is a certain fellow feeling too, our minds dovetail in matters of humor and taste.

It was the difference between walking with a stranger and walking with your heartmate. It was the difference between working for duty and working for love.

To speak to Him thus is easier by nature for woman than for man because a natural desire lives in her to give herself completely to someone. When she has once realized that no one other than God is capable of receiving her completely for Himself and that it is sinful theft toward God to give oneself completely to one other than Him, then the surrender is no longer difficult and she becomes free of herself.

Marriage is one long sacrifice.

She wondered if, when human souls try to get too near each other, they do not inevitably become mere blurs to each other's vision.

but it seemed to him that the tie between husband and wife, if breakable in prosperity, should be indissoluble in misfortune.

once more it was borne in on him that marriage was not the safe anchorage he had been taught to think, but a voyage on uncharted seas.

Their long years together had shown him that it did not so much matter if marriage was a dull duty, as long as it kept the dignity of a duty: lapsing from that, it became a mere battle of ugly appetites. Looking about him, he honoured his own past, and mourned for it. After all, there was good in the old ways.

Their long years together had shown him that it did not so much matter if marriage was a dull duty, as long as it kept the dignity of duty: lapsing from that, it became a mere battle of ugly appetites.

There was no use in trying to emancipate a wife who had not the dimmest notion that she was not free;

The fact that he and she understood each other without a word seemed to bring them nearer than any explanation would have done.

Do you know, I began to see what marriage is for. It's to keep people away from each other. Sometimes I think that two people who love each other can be saved from madness only by the things that come between them—children, duties, visits, bores, relations—the things that protect married people from each other. We've been too close together—that has been our sin. We've seen the nakedness of each other's souls.

Poor May! he said. Poor? Why poor? she echoed with a strained laugh. Because I shall never be able to open a window without worrying you, he rejoined, laughing also. For a moment she was silent; then she said very low, her head bowed over her work: I shall never worry if you're happy. Ah, my dear; and I shall never be happy unless I can open the windows! In THIS weather? she remonstrated; and with a sigh he buried his head in his book.

Here were two people who had penetrated farther than she into the labyrinth of the wedded state, and struggled through some of its thorniest passages; and yet both, one consciously, the other half-unaware, testified to the mysterious fact which was already dawning on her: that the influence of a marriage begun in mutual understanding is too deep not to reassert itself even in the moment of flight and denial.

He and she belonged to each other for always: he understood that now. The impulse which had first drawn them together again, in spite of reason, in spite of themselves almost, that deep-seated instinctive need that each had of the other, would never again wholly let them go.