Quotes About Relationship

For her whole life she would sacrifice to him every quality of her own, and he wouldn't even be aware of the sacrifice, he would be surrounded by the wealth of feeling, intelligence, imagination that were hers, without knowing what to do with them, he would ruin them.

I'm laughing, I apologized, at the situation, at you, who've wanted to kill Nino forever, and at me, who if he showed up now would say to you: Yes, kill him. I'm laughing out of despair, because I've never been so offended, because I feel humiliated in a way that I don't know if you can imagine, because at this moment I'm so ill that I think I'm fainting.

He's marrying me to have a faithful servant, that's the reason all men get married.

La prima volta che ho visto Enzo è stato a una festa da ballo e abbiamo ballato questo ballo qui" la sentii dire. "Quanto tempo fa?" "Questo 23 maggio diciassette anni." ââ'¬Å"È passato molto tempo." "Non è passato nemmeno un minuto.

Maybe it's not all over: even after she's married, something between us will endure.

Che complicato schiumoso miscuglio è una coppia. Sebbene la relazione si sfrangi e poi cessi, essa continua ad agire per vie segrete, non muore, non vuole morire.

Rino's mother is named Raffaella Cerullo, but everyone has always called her Lina. Not me, I've never used either her first name or her last. To me, for more than sixty years, she's been Lila. If I were to call her Lina or Raffaella, suddenly, like that, she would think our friendship was over.

There were entire libraries separating him and Antonio, but they were similar.

One April afternoon, right after lunch, my husband announced that he wanted to leave me.

Estrangement and belonging, an effect of distance and closeness at the same time.

Are you seeing him?" he asked indifferently. I laughed, a kind of sob.

If she wants Marcello Solara, I will resign myself. I love her so much that if she's happy with someone else I will withdraw and between us everything will remain as it is now. But if she wants me--if she wants me--there's no help for it, you must give her to me.

I became anxious if I lost him, I was happy when I saw him return. In other words I loved him and knew it and was content to love him.

Era el hombre que siempre había amado, o un desconocido al que estaba obligando a asumir una fisonomía clara y definitiva?

It wasn't innocent blood. To my father nothing about Amalia ever seemed innocent. He, so furious, so bitter and yet so eager for pleasure, so irascible and so egotistical, couldn't bear that she had a friendly, at times even joyful, relationship with the world. He recognized in it a trace of betrayal.

If she kept him next to her she was afraid of breaking him, if she pushed him too far away she was afraid of losing him.

If she had already yielded, if she had already swallowed that insult, her bond with Stefano must truly be strong. She loved him, she loved him like the girls in the photonovels. For her whole life she would sacrifice to him every quality of her own, and he wouldn't even be aware of the sacrifice, he would be surrounded by the wealth of feeling, intelligence, imagination that were hers, without knowing what to do with them, he would ruin them.

because who am I if you aren't great?

That answer, as Lila's answers always were, always had been, though intended to be conciliatory, had something arrogant, scornful, about it, which made Pinuccia even angrier.

Sarratore's son is really unbearable.

Bref je l'aimais, j'en était consciente et j'était heureuse de l'aimer.

Il m'aimait sans aucune tension et moi-même je le pris progressivement en affection.

C'entriamo sempre e soltanto noi due: lei che vuole che io dia ciò che la sua natura e le circostanze le hanno impedito di dare, io che non riesco a dare ciò che lei pretende; lei che si arrabbia per la mia insufficienza e per ripicca vuole ridurmi a niente come ha fatto con se stessa, io che ho scritto mesi e mesi e mesi per darle una forma che non si smargini, e batterla, e calmarla, e così a mia volta calmarmi.

Soon she'll start yelling, I thought, soon she'll hit her, trying to break that bond. Instead, the bond will become more twisted, will strengthen in remorse, in the humiliation of having shown herself in public to be an unaffectionate mother, not the mother of church or the Sunday supplements.