Quotes About Relationship

I realized I was afraid of living without him. How is it you have the right to destroy my life, I wanted to demand of him, but I'm not allowed a say in yours? But I had promised.

I thought, briefly, that I would never feel as intensely connected to the world, to another human being, as I did at that moment.

I know this isn't a conventional love story. I know there are all sorts of reasons I shouldn't even be saying what I am. But I love you. I do. I knew it when I left Patrick. And I think you might even love me a little bit.

I let him know a hurt had been mended in a way that he couldn't have known, and for that alone there would always be a piece of me indebted to him.

I am conscious that knowing me has caused you pain, and grief, and I hope that one day when you are less angry with me and less upset you will see not just that I could only have done the thing that I did, but also that this will help you live a really good life, a better life, than if you hadn't met me.

Know that you hold my heart, my hopes, in your hands.

Somewhere in this world is a man who loves you, who understands how precious and clever and kind you are. A man who has always loved you and, to his detriment, suspects he always will.

A veces, Clark, tú eres la única razón que tengo para levantarme por las mañanas.

It was indeed a gift to have someone to love.

I'm giving you this because there is not much that makes me happy any more, but you do.

To have someone out there who understands you, who desires you, who sees you as a better version of yourself, is the most astonishing gift.

If someone wanted to be with you, after all, they just made it happen.

How could I convey the way those short months had changed the way I felt about everything? The way he had skewed my world so totally that is made no sense without him

What are you saying?" He fought to keep his voice under control. "You love me but there's no hope for us?

I know I shouldn't be," he murmured, "but I woke up really happy." His face scanned hers. "I mean, like, really, stupidly happy. Like even though my whole life is a disaster, I just...I feel okay. I look at you, and I feel okay.

Clark, you are pretty much the only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning.

So this is it. You are scored on my heart, Clark.

You shall forget that I am part of an enemy army, I shall forget that you are a woman who spends much of her time working out how to subvert that army, and we shall just . . . be two people?

But don't blame me for the food. My wife knows a hundred and one ways to incinerate a cow, and as far as I can tell she's still experimenting.

A veces, Clark, tú eres la única razón que tengo para levantarme por las mañanas. —Entonces, vamos a alguna parte. —Las palabras salieron de mi boca antes incluso de que supieraque iba a pronunciarlas. —¿Qué? —Vamos a alguna parte. Una semana, solo para divertirnos. Tú y yo. Ni uno solo de estos... Will esperó. —¿Imbéciles? —... imbéciles. Di que sí, Will. Vamos.

But surely if you loved someone it was your job to stick with him? To help him through the depression? In sickness and in health, and all that?

I think she loves me. But she loves herself more. Or how could she do what she does?

I don't know what I think. All I know is that most of the time, I would rather be with him that anyone else I know.

I could only have done the thing that I did, but also that this will help you live a really good life, a better life, than if you hadn't met me.