Quotes About Relationship

I don't believe for a minute-that we wouldn't have become friends somehow-that an unexploded bomb wouldn't have gone off and blown us both into the same crater, or that God himself wouldn't have come along and knocked our heads together in a flash of green sunlight. But it wouldn't have been likely .

Oh Julie, wouldn't I know if you were dead? Wouldn't I feel it happening, like a jolt of electricity to my heart?

where I could make love endless nights through sleepy mornings with my boyfriend, a guy who had grown up in Connecticut and played lacrosse and the guitar and me, and who loved me with naughty desire, respect, and abandon.

If you've managed to do one good thing, the ocean doesn't care. But when Newton's apple fell toward the earth, the earth, ever so slightly, fell toward the apple as well.

Have you ever expatiated on a particular experience to give a new acquaintance the impression of instant intimacy? It is not an uncommon form of flattery.

Now have ado with a man!

Woman is the lesser man, and all thy passions, match'd with mine,Are as moonlight unto sunlight, and as water unto wine.

Man is the hunter; woman is his game.

The ideas of Freud were popularized by people who only imperfectly understood them, who were incapable of the great effort required to grasp them in their relationship to larger truths, and who therefore assigned to them a prominence out of all proportion to their true importance.

Susan: ¡fue ayer!, ayer cuando conoció a un peruano en Londres y se casó con él en Lima, ahora se casaba en Londres con un peruano conocido en Lima. Pensar que Juan Lucas estaba en Londres cuando ella salía con Santiago…

Smoke and fire go together always.

And the best and the worst of this is, That neither is most to blame, If you've forgotten my kisses, And I've forgotten your name.

And the best and the worst of this is That neither is most to blame, If you have forgotten my kisses And I have forgotten your name.

Ask nothing more of me sweet; All I can give you I give; Heart of my heart were it more, More would be laid at your feet..

The third person is another pair of eyes. The third person is a presentiment of God. ...... a way to tell the story. It's a box for the endless music that's there between people, waiting to be played.

Because when I think about what it was like to live with you, it was like all these things. It was like living in a poem or a picture, a story, a piece of music, when I think of it now. It was wonderful.

It isn't that kind of relationship," Elisabeth says to a lover. "It isn't even the least physical. It never has been. But it's love. I can't pretend it isn't.

He had seemed a man with whom the right kind of dialogue would be possible.

Oh, Dumnezeule, sora mea care are leg?tur? cu mine este o din aia - o ciudat?, o lips?, una c?reia nu po?i s? i-o tragi, o sub-dezvoltat? ?i care nici m?car nu merit? s? fie f?cut? ilegal?.)

The act of saying I forgive you, it's like saying you are less than me and I have the moral or superior upper hand.

Perhaps the day will come, George thought, when I will listen to my father. For now though, how can I? He's my father.

Elisabeth is faintly perturbed. She realizes this is because she likes to imagine her mother knows nothing much about anything.

Whole worlds open up when we start a conversation.

When I walk, I walk with you. Where I go, you're with me always.