Quotes About Relationship

I understand my parents quite well. They think of a wife as a man's luxury, which he can afford only when he is making a comfortable living. I have a low opinion of this view of the relationship between man and wife, because it makes the wife and the prostitute distinguishable only insofar as the former is able to secure a lifelong contract from the man because of her more favourable social rank . . . Which

Maybe we'll admit this thing we have is perfect, not worth messing around with. And stay together forever. If you're interested, that is." She glanced away. "I could think about that." He buried his face in her neck. "Think fast

She has to agree to have me. It could take some time, but I'm confident I can trick her into it.

Muriel, you're not a convenience. I'd walk across a mile of cut glass in my bare feet to hold your hand and talk to you for one hour. You're everything to me.--Walt

I gotta call Vanni tonight, and tell her. I've got her all confused and totally furious…" "Paul, you can't tell her on the phone," Jack said. "But—" "Paul! She's gonna hang up on you! And then the next time you show your face, she's going to put a bullet in your head. And Walt will help her line up her shot.

Are you all right to drive without me talking you home?" He laughed a little. "You know what? I can't remember doing this before. Talking to a woman for over an hour on the phone." "You can't possibly expect me to believe that," she said. "I know you've had a million women!" "Not like you, Jilly. I was always looking for women who would take me to bed. It never occurred to me to look for a woman who would take me to heart.

I am not sleeping with you." "We could probably manage it, though. Without getting too involved." "No," she said. "But why? I mean, if we're trusted friends? And it doesn't interfere with our responsibilities?" "Did that line ever actually work for you?" "I can't remember. But it probably did-it's brilliant.

Tom. Tom, look at me. Has Nora agreed to marry you?" "No, but she will because she has to.

But what if you don't like Chico?" she asked him, her brow furrowed. "Will you be there? Because if that's where you want to be, I'll find plenty to like.

Your big scary husband is crying.

At this moment, I am obscenely happy. Please don't screw this up or dump me or cheat on me or divorce me." "All right," he said.

Cooper's been married in his head for a while now." "That's… kinda sweet.

You're a good date," he said. "You thought of it as a date?" He nodded. "From the beginning.

Sarah, I'm going to take care of you whether you like it or not.

I'll always be your friend," he said. "Your best friend, if you let me. But I want to be your lover, too." He groaned and shifted in his chair. "Soon. I want to be that soon." Then a look came over him. "Oh Gina…I didn't even court you! God, I should date you first before I beg you to take off your clothes!

It didn't take much to turn a man solitary-being the new guy too often, being controversial now and then, a couple of unsuccessful attempts at a lasting relationship with a woman…

If he has the qualities you need in a partner, you sign on. And he looks you over, making sure of the same things. If you do that, there's only one option—you support their career choice because there's no other choice. You can't remake people, for God's sake. You have

That woman is my woman

She reached her fingertips up to the hair at his temples. "You're showing a little gray here. Not much, but a little. I suppose I did that to you." "Probably. But I'm very tough—I can take it." "Oh,

Because, shit for brains, she'd like you to disappear and leave her alone. I'm sure she'd like to stuff you in a hole, but since that isn't going to happen, second choice is you go home to your new wife and leave her the hell alone. You get that?" Greg

You know. I can call my husband an idiot and asshole but no one else can. It's a rule. It's almost a law.

Cam had slipped under her legs, resting them on his thighs to keep them elevated, so she was too cozy to stay awake. She looked over at him and had to stifle a laugh. His feet were up on the trunk, his head tilted back, his mouth open, and his hand snaked under her sweatshirt to feel her belly. But the movement of the babies hadn't roused him. Yet. She

We should think about naming your new playmate," she said. "I have a suggestion," he said. "Emma." "I like Emma," she said. "Old girlfriend?" "Mother. My mother," he said. "Aw, that's sweet. I think your mother would be happy you're finally serious." "Mel?

When they got to Sam Sheridan's house, Mel preceded Jack up the walk toward the front door while Jack began toting luggage and gifts. "Mel," he called, causing her to turn around to see him smiling brightly. "You're starting to waddle," he said proudly. "Uh!" she exclaimed, tossing her hair as she turned abruptly away from him. Although