Quotes About Relationship

The question was not death; living things die. It was love. Not that we died, but that we cared wildly, then deeply, for one person out of billions. We bound ourselves to the fickle, changing, and dying as if they were rock.

As much as anyone, I imagine, he went on, I live in the shadows of faith - that is, in doubt. Doubt and dedication often go hand in hand. And faith, crucially, is not assenting intellectually to a series of doctrinal propositions; it is living in conscious and rededicated relationship to God. Nevertheless, the temptation to profess creeds with uncrossed fingers is strong.

From the very beginning, and throughout the whole of our affair, I had the privilege of knowing what we all find out in the end: the man we love is a complete stranger.

An unhappily married woman is necessarily a bad cook.

He felt, before he learned anything about where she came from, that the photograph had made them one.

Lo único importante es la disposición de escucha para saber qué es lo que ocupa y mueve al otro.

Bendice nuestros diálogos, para que gracias a ellos nos acerquemos y nos comprendamos cada vez más los unos a los otros.

There has ling been a happy symbiotic relationship between kitchen and bar. Simply put, the kitchen wants booze, and the bartender wants food.

It's why Ronald McDonald is said to be more recognizable to children everywhere than Mickey Mouse or Jesus. Personally, I don't care if my little girl ever recognizes those two other guys—but I do care about her relationship with Ronald. I want her to see American fast-food culture as I do. As the enemy.

You learn a lot about someone when you share a meal together.

permission. When I began work on the translation long ago, it was an early and ready decision to dedicate the first volume to my wife and our only

She was a source of love and comfort and friendship and companionship and like-mindedness without any of the difficulties of a girlfriend

Except I was a wreck. I usually was whenever I went downtown and hooked up with Mario.

I was relieved to find her attitude to myself suggested nothing more hostile than complete indifference.

All right,' said Moreland, 'love, then. Is it better to love somebody and not have them, or have somebody and not love them? I mean from the point of view of action – living intensely. Does action consist in having or loving? In having – naturally – it might first appear. Loving is just emotion, not action at all. But is that correct? I'm not sure.

Friendship, popularly represented as something simple and straightforward—in contrast with love—is perhaps no less complicated, requiring equally mysterious nourishment; like love, too, bearing also within its embryo inherent seeds of dissolution, something more fundamentally destructive, perhaps, than the mere passing of time, the all-obliterating march of events which had, for example, come between Stringham and myself.

Then Maclintick made that harrowing remark that established throughout all eternity his relationship with Moreland. 'I obey you, Moreland,' he said, 'with the proper respect of the poor interpretative hack for the true creative artist.

BEING in love is a complicated matter; although anyone who is prepared to pretend that love is a simple, straightforward business is always in a strong position for making conquests. In general, things are apt to turn out unsatisfactorily for at least one of the parties concerned; and in due course only its most determined devotees remain unwilling to admit that an intimate and affectionate relationship is not necessarily a simple one:

Life's not about me; it's about we.

most people enter a relationship in order to get something: they're trying to find someone who's going to make them feel good. In reality, the only way a relationship will last is if you see your relationship as a place that you go to give, and not a place that you go to take.

synergistic relationship of these five elements exerts a force that's

Now, Justinia, you are unfair.

Must we be strangers, you and I, because there was a time in which we were almost more than friends?

If a husband be not master of his wife´s heart, he has no right to her fealty; if a wife ceases to love, she may cease to be true.