Quotes About Relationship

And the thread of her happiness was no stronger than the clasp of her fingers on his coat, no longer than this last mile of their journey.

The satisfaction to Christian in withholding compassion from Caro had sprung directly from her need, her poverty.

In a long pause he was made to feel her superior strength, and the fact that she had been withholding it for years out of charity.

What Josie took for exposure on Caro's part had been an offering of trust - a test the girl had failed, over and over. Trust would be offered repeatedly, but not indefinitely.

Sister's gone to school, I said to Sally. Ah, said Sally. And will she come home again?

All I want is to be cherished, she thought, and here I am talking gibberish with a selfish man.

Nothing irrevocable had yet been spoken, but there was only the barest margin of safety left them; each of them moving delicately along the outskirts of an open question, and, once spoken, such a question - as Do you love me? - could never be answered or forgotten.

It was probable that everyone on Pepper Street knew that Miss Fielding and Mr. Donald were, oddly, friends, but it is certain that no one was particularly interested in it. Both Miss Fielding and Mr. Donald were so exactly the sort of people who want to hide, that the neighborhood was only thankful to have them hiding together, instead of intruding their modesty on busier people.

When Luke and I are called outside, and you two are kept imprisoned inside - doesn't it begin to seem - and his voice is very quiet - doesn't it begin to seem that the intention is, somehow, to separate us?

Eleanor, watching, thought wryly that it might sometimes be oppressive to be for long around one so immediately in tune, so perceptive, as Theodora.

perhaps Charles and money found each other no matter how far apart they were, or perhaps Charles was engaged in systematically digging up every inch of our land.

You can be friendly with someone without being friends. And you can be close friends without being friendly. Anyway, that's my opinion. I'm not asking you what you think.

Then out of the blue there came Shapiro the Bookkeeper who didn't play a bad game of chess and Rose fell for him.

Where is it written that I had to tell her and that she couldn't tell me.

But go argue with an ignoramus. I'm referring to my own brother, Henikh, may God not punish me for these words.

I'm her friend. What have I got against her? But on the other hand, she didn't do right by me.

And you sit in Yehupetz without a word! There's no excuse. If you're dead, the least you could do is let me know, and if you're alive, all the more reason to write.

To my dear, learned, & illustrious husband Menakhem-Mendl, may your light shine!

I tell you, my husband, I've put up with as much as I can. Either you get yourself home in a jiffy and act like a human being—or else! As I wish my enemies an early death, so I am from the bottom of my heart, Your truly faithful wife

I worried constantly. I felt that my son was chipping away at me. This small thing and then that small thing.

I could see the solace she discovered. Here she could sing and dance and shout for glory among people who didn't care which pew she sat in, whose people she belonged to, and whether she was baking a roast for the church homecoming. They were people who yearned for one thing, and one thing only: a pure relationship with that part of the Trinity so often neglected in organized worship. The Holy Spirit. Slouching

How long a honeymoon are you planning?" Mrs. Stanhope inquired. "About fifty years," Charles replied.

It will be a honeymoon,Demiris told her.She got the honeymoon but not the wedding.

If you had to remind someone you loved that it was your birthday, then it was futile.