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Quotes About Relationship

Romantic love was all about attachment and emotional bonding. It was all about our wired-in need to have someone to depend on, a loved one who can offer reliable emotional connection and comfort.
~ Sue Johnson
And when we are close to, hold, or make love with our partners, we are flooded with the "cuddle hormones" oxytocin and vasopressin.
~ Sue Johnson
I tried to talk about it to Lily, to make her see that for once, I'd earned a feeling. [p. 174]
~ Sue Miller
Sam felt more and more that there was no room for him to be who he really was with Claire.
~ Sue Miller
She shrugs finally. At any rate, no, I have no wish to change my life. And he realizes, suddenly, what he has been asking her. Realizes that the version of life he has offered Gaby - their life together - is a gift he has given her and has no right to take away. He reaches over and touches her hand. Of course you don't.
~ Sue Miller
She had read the same sentence over and over, and each time she lifted her eyes to look at Graham, he was always there, looking back at her. The wait had seemed endless to her, but finally the lights blinked off and on several times, and the store began to empty out.
~ Sue Miller
Maybe the passing of time had made a monogamous man of Graham.
~ Sue Miller
My mother's life was way too heavy for me.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
I wondered what it was like to be inside her, just a curl of flesh swimming in the darkness, the quiet things that had passed between us.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
I'd heard August say more than once, If you need something from somebody, always give that person a way to hand it to you. T. Ray needed a face-saving way to hand me over, and August was giving it to him.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
We are looking for ways our stories fit together.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
As I descended the stairs, the years between us seemed accumulated everywhere, filling the house, and it seemed strange to me, how love and habit blurred so thoroughly to make a life.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou longest, i will lodge; thy people will be my people, and thy God my God. Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried. The Lord do so to me, and more also, if ought but death part thee and me.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
Her forbidden bath all those months ago still hung leaden between us, though Handful didn't seem the least bit ashamed by my discovery of it. Rather the opposite, she was like someone who'd risen to her full measure.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
If you need something from somebody, always give that person a way to hand it to you.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
You don't have to feel love for her. Only try to act with love
~ Sue Monk Kidd
Rather than dilute our relationship, the freedom I was claiming helped solidify it. For in the long run, when a woman breaks out of boxes that have limited her, when she sets her plucky self free and begins to nourish and enrich herself, her relationships are nourished and enriched as well.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
I think of the dictum that when one person in a relationship starts to become conscious, the other is compelled to become conscious, too. Awakening precipitates awakening, and sometimes a woman's dogged groping for enlightenment and wholeness will ignite the process in her mate (or vice versa).
~ Sue Monk Kidd
If you need something from somebody, always give that person a way to hand it to you." T.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
I'd say, "Jesus wept cause he's trapped in there with missus, like us.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
I wanted to know what happened when two people felt it. Would it divide the hurt in two, make it lighter to bear, the way feeling someone's joy seemed to double it? Rosaleen
~ Sue Monk Kidd
I loved her the way you love God, with all my heart and soul and might.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
Then you called me daughter. You called out your love." She went and knelt beside Yaltha's chair. "I cannot forget that you left me. That knowledge will always remain in a corner of me, but I wish to let myself be loved.
~ Sue Monk Kidd
That's a millstone for you," I told her, "I'm sorry," and the minute it left my mouth, I knew it was coming from the true mind that was me, not the mind for the master to see. I was sorry for her. Sarah had jimmied herself into my heart, but at the same time, I hated the eggshell color of her face, the helpless way she looked at me all the time. She was kind to me and she was part of everything that stole my life.
~ Sue Monk Kidd