Quotes About Relationship

He was hanging up his suit. She watched him straighten the pants. "You ought to throw out the underwear you're wearing," she said. "It's about to fall apart." "I like it when they get so soft, after I've had them a long time.

I hope we'll get lucky enough to grow old together.

Even when other things come in loud, we have to keep choosing each other. That's marriage. You can't only say the words once and think they'll stick. You have to say them over and over, and then live them with all you've got.

I hope we'll get lucky enough to grow old together. You can see them on the street, those couples who've been married so long you can't tell them apart.

In some ways, it was as if nothing had changed. Our bodies knew each other so well we didn't have to think about how to move. But when it was over and we lay still, I felt a terrible sadness come down because I loved him as much as I ever did.

He didn't know how love managed to be a garden one moment and war the next. He was at war now, his loyalty tested at every turn.

They had as good a shot at making it as anyone did, but what if marriage didn't solve anything and didn't save anyone even a little bit? What then?

Getting married had been all his idea, but he hadn't told her how very afraid of it he was. He seemed to need to force his way through it anyway, as he did with everything that scared him terribly. He was afraid of marriage and he was afraid of being alone, too.

I hope we'll get lucky enough to grow old together. You see them on the street, those couples who've been married so long you can't tell them apart. How'd that be?" "I'd love to look like you," I said. "I'd love to be you.

I was just as terrified that even if he did finally choose me, our love wouldn't be the lasting kind.

We were both straining to bend and compromise for the other. But that was what marriage was about, wasn't it?

Was my happiness so completely tied to him now that I could only feel like myself when he was near?

Even when other things come in loud, we have to keep choosing each other. That's marriage. You can't only say the words once and think they'll stick. You have to say them over and over, and then live them out with all you've got.

be a good person to know," I said. "Watch

And if I tried to talk to him or, God forbid, ask him to take it easy on the whisky, he'd lash out. "Oh, sod off, Beryl. It's all easy for you, isn't it?

What was more exciting than that? I could love him like crazy and work very hard to understand and support him, but I couldn't be fresh eyes and a fresh smile after five years. I couldn't be new.

I never thought I'd get married," I told Boy as he poured for us. Scotch spilled into the squat glasses with reassuring lapping noises. "I should have left well enough alone." "You don't need to explain.

Was my happiness so completely tied to him now that I could only feel like myself when he was near? I had no idea.

us, trailed by Cockie Birkbeck and a slight, dark-haired fellow who wasn't a bit like Bror Blixen. He turned out to be her husband, Ben. If

Ben isn't hard to manage, but Blix's wife, Karen, likes the title too much to part with it. He's made her a baroness." She sighed. "The whole thing has got rather baroque. Karen and I are friends, or were, in any case. Blix asked her for a divorce and told her he was in love with me, probably thinking it would soften the blow." She shook her head. "Now she won't speak to me.

The way I see it, how can you really say you'll love a person longer than love lasts?

Cameron says he's always been this way. But now it's worse. His girlfriend is pregnant and she's going to have the baby. Did her parents tell you that? Maybe I shouldn't even talk about it. I don't know.

The stickiest sorts of violence are often incredibly intimate, Will. They require trust. They take time.

We were involved for nearly five years. Occasionally I would catch a glimpse of what I was doing and bolt away from him, my knapsack stuffed with the tattered draft of my first novel, meaning to finally get serious. But he quickly raced after me, again and again, and the same old chaos resumed.