Quotes About Relationship

butterflies. Jemima's wrong. This isn't me against him. This is me with him.

The option I'd really like, he says matter-of-factly, is to build a life with you. A strong, put-together kind of life. I know you're pretty good at assembly yourself, probably better than I am, in fact. So maybe it could be... a joint project?

Is that what he thinks? I mean, I know it's the truth, but it shouldn't be what he thinks. Husbands should think the best of their wives, as a matter of principle.

I wonder if Luke would take a hit of tomato ketchup for me. I might ask him later. Just casually.

I don't even feel so sure of that any more. I mean, if we were a couple, he'd be here, wouldn't he? He'd be here with me.

Husband disappeared? Order in your lover instead.

You get into a relationship. And you know that person has flaws, everyone does … but you can get so used to them that you … you forget. You forget that there's another way.

I'm your husband. If you're lost, its up to me to come and find you.

A break from what? Until that moment we'd been fine. So clearly what he needed a break from was the risk of hearing the word "marriage" again.

And then it hit me. I'm your husband. If you're lost, it's up to me to come and find you.

Although, actually, what more-momentous instant is there in life than being in bed with the person you feel is right? Really, really right?

Be honest! Magnus, you and I, we're not destined to be together forever. We're not the main event. I think we're …" I screw up my face, trying to think of a way to put it. "I think we're each other's footnotes.

Laki-laki yang ingin menikah akan melamar. Kau tidak perlu membaca tanda-tandanya. Mereka melamar, dan itulah tanda-tandanya.

We're us, he murmurs in my ear. We're us again.

However well we got to know each other, there was always a magic. A mystery. We could lie in bed looking silently at each other, not needing to speak. Joe's eyes were never boring. He was never boring.

All those hours spent together, playing, talking, laughing, lovemaking... I should know him by now, surely. I should know the secret, vulnerable corners of his brain. Shouldn't I? But then, he did always keep part of himself hidden away, I remind myself. As though he couldn't trust it with anyone, not even me.

Follow my heart or don't break his. I think in the end I broke a bit of both our hearts

As regards the DF 4000 Deluxe X-ray body scanner we were discussing, please be assured, I have never known a case of a husband "using it to track down shopping parcels hidden about his wife's person.

I tell myself to look away, but the truth is, I don't want to look away. I want to be drawn into his gaze. Which is dumb. And wrong. He belongs to another woman, I remind myself sternly. He likes whiny, shouty, newsreadery-type women.

Know'st not whate'er we do is done in love?

Brothers in old age, two of a kind, he and our guest here.

For love is exultant when it unites equals, but it is triumphant when it makes that which was unequal equal in love.

It's no trifle at her time at her time of life to part with a doctor who knows her constitution.

This will be the most important decision of your life, the individual whom you marry.