Quotes About Relationship

But he believed that every great love was in some measure a terrible mistake.

The girl was a labyrinth to him; only by chance and error did he ever stumble blindly into her heart.

He was never unfaithful to Bina. But there is no doubt that what broke the marriage was Landsman's lack of faith.

She had been an exhausting woman to love. But he had loved her no less passionately for the hard work.

She is getting old, and he is getting old, right on schedule, and yet as time ruins them, they are not, strangely enough, married to each other.

And, anyway, friendship is different in another language; a foreign friend doesn't have to understand what you feel, and I don't expect it. It's enough if he understands what you just said.

My grandparents forgave each other with the pragmatism of lovers in a plummeting airplane. There would be ample time for reproach in the event of their survival.

And, anyway, friendship is different in another language; a foreign friend doesn't have to understand what you feel, and I don't expect it. It's enough if he understands what you just said.

In any case, it is not love, but friendship, that truly eludes you.

But lately she had been starting to experience strong, inarticulate feelings of longing, of a desire to be with Joe all the time, to inhabit his life and allow him to inhabit hers, to engage with him in some kind of joint enterprise, in a collaboration that would be their lives.

But lately she had been starting to experience strong, inarticulate feelings of longing, of a desire to be with Joe all the time, to inhabit his life and allow him to inhabit hers, to engage with him in some kind of joint enterprise, in a collaboration that would be their lives. She didn't suppose they needed to get married to do that, and she knew that she certainly ought not to want to.

He felt the shock of contact. The weight of her against his chest felt like something she had decided to entrust to him. He

It seemed to me that there were an awful lot of things she had loved about this man with whom she was not in love.

But lately she had been starting to experience strong, inarticulate feelings of longing, of a desire to be with Joe all the time, to inhabit his life and allow him to inhabit hers, to engage with him in some kind of joint enterprise, in a collaboration that would be their lives. She didn't suppose they needed to get married to do that, and she knew that she certainly ought not to want to.

But the truth was that, for all his noble intentions, if you didn't count the hours when the boy was sleeping, then Sammy had missed out on most of his childhood. Like many boys, Sammy supposed, Tommy had done most of his growing up when the man he called his father was not around, in the spaces between their infrequent hours together. Sammy wondered if the indifference that he had attributed to his own father

Don't worry about him, she would say, that's how he is—every time we start an argument I end up with a monologue. Or Some husbands take lovers, mine he take the Fifth.

I have a boyfriend now. A real one. We're totally dating, it's very strange.

The labels had been lettered lovingly; his father had always expressed that emotion best through troubling with details.

Time had eroded the bond between them. They were strangers who shared the same story.

I do love you, Harry. I want to try to keep that alive because it's one of the best things about my life. One of the best things I know. I know it will be hard. But that might make it all the better. Who knows?

investigator. And they were together that

I think, young man, that you only run into a person that is a perfect fit once in your life. When you find the one that you think fits, then grab on for dear life. And it's no matter what she's done in the past. None of that matters. Only the holding on matters.

would have to reveal to Emily the rift that had

night before. His appreciation for the game had dropped markedly in recent years. He used the newspaper section mostly as a blind so that he could hold it up and appear to be reading while he was actually looking at Rachel. Other than the longer hair, she had changed little since he had last been with her. Still vibrantly attractive with an intangible sense of damage about her. It was in the eyes. They weren't the hardened