Quotes About Relationship

Trade and gambling and a woman occasionally - that was a mans life.

El amor sólo puede existir en libertad. El verdadero amante busca el bien de la persona amada, lo cual requiere especialmente la liberación de ésta respecto de aquél.

A shell screams over the house. He thinks: I only want to sit here with her for a thousand hours.

Maybe the idea was that he could write so many letters, deliver so many envelopes back to Sandy, eventually he'd have sent all of himself, and could exist more there than he did here.

Mostly he misses Jutta: her loyalty, her obstinacy, the way she always seems to recognize what is right. Though in Werner's weaker moments, he resents those same qualities in his sister. Perhaps she's the impurity in him, the static in his signal that the bullies can sense.

He made her the glowing hot center of his life; he made her feel as if every step she took was important.

She wants very badly for her father to say, Yes, that's it absolutely, ma chérie, but he says nothing.

If your same blood doesn't run in the arms and legs of the person you're next to, you can't trust anything.

If your same blood doesn't run in the arms and legs of the person you're next to, you can't trust anything.

Quem sabia que o amor poderia matar?

She stands alone in Madame Manec's room and smells peppermint, candle wax, six decades of loyalty. Housemaid, nurse, mother, confederate, counselor, chef—what ten thousand things was Madame Manec to Etienne?

Somwhere across town she was standing at a sink or walking into a closet, his name stowed somewhere in the pleated neurons of her brain, echoing up one dendrite in a billion: David, David.

Ele a fez o brilhante centro da vida dele; ele a fez sentir como se cada passo que ela dava fosse importante.

He thought he might say more, but something in her face had closed off, and the opportunity passed.

Yet they spoke now across a glass-topped dining table as if words were just words, as if their histories were equivalent.

every second it feels as if her father slips farther away.

husband, a certain thought ringing like a bell calling

Do we choose who we love?

Our freedom is a personal freedom only when, in it and through it, our persons may flourish, but that is so only in love.

remembering his great-uncle and his affection for him, Octavius burst into tears.

Tiberius, being his closest relative, called him by name and said, "Vale," "Farewell.

Antony and Cleopatra renewed their friendship at the respective ages of forty-five and thirty-three.

he married Atia, a member of the Julian family.

The blow was devastating. The two men had been friends from boyhood