Quotes About Relationship

And we, too, had a relationship— Tight wires between us, Pegs too deep to uproot, and a mind like a ring Sliding shut on some quick thing, The constriction killing me also.

Though it's quite clear all your beauty, all your wit, is a gift, my dear, from me.

I am a part of all that I have met." To you, whether or not you know, having wandered into the tissue of my life, and out again, you have left a momentary part of you which I will work into something. There is nothing but that it will suffer a sea change into something rich and strange. Through me transmuted.

Between Sylvia and me there existed as between my own mother and me - a sort of psychic osmosis which, at times, was very wonderful and comforting; at other times an unwelcome invasion of privacy (words from Aurelia Plath from the Introduction)

She looked loving and reproachful, and I wanted her to go away.

Buddy hugged his father,and promptly, with a dreadful brightness, came over to me and held out his had.I shook it. It felt fat and moist.

I decided to expect nothing from Buddy Willard. If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.

I have a lot to give someone, someday. But I must not be too Christian. I can only end up with one, and I must leave many lonely by the wayside. So that is all for now. Perhaps someday someone will leave me by the same idea. And that will be poetic justice..

It was only after seeing Irwin's study that I decided to seduce him.

When Ted and I begin living together we shall become a team better than Mr. and Mrs. Yeats—he being a competent astrologist, reading horoscopes, and me being a tarot-pack reader, and, when we have enough money, a crystal-gazer.

Then the worst happened, that big, dark, hunky boy, the only one there huge enough for me, who had been hunching around over women, and whose name I had asked the minute I had come into the room, but no one told me, came over and was looking hard in my eyes and it was Ted Hughes.

The one man since I've lived who could blast Richard.

Especially after I read Pete DeVries recent scintillant "Afternoon of a Faun." There are ways and ways to have a love affair. Above all, one must not be serious about it.

This part of the woman in me, the concrete, present, immediate part, which needs the warmth of her man in bed and her man eating with her and her man thinking and communing with her soul: this part still cries to you:

For, I am committed to you

Living with her was like living with my own coffin: Yet I still depended on her, though I did it regretfully.

well, anyhow, this is what I was meant to make for a man, and to give him this colossal reservoir of faith and love for him to swim in daily

When Ted and I begin living together we shall become a team better than Mr. and Mrs. Yeats

No woman wants to be in submission to a man who isn't in submission to God!

LAVINIA: Oh Edward! The point is, that since I've been away I see that I've taken you much too seriously. And now I can see how absurd you are. EDWARD: That is a very serious conclusion to have arrived at in...how many?...thirty-two hours.

Are contented with the morning that separates And with the evening that brings together For casual talk before the fire Two people who know they do not understand each other, Breeding children whom they do not understand And who will never understand them.

Family affection Was a kind of formal obligation, a duty Only noticed by its neglect.

I love you, if you get yourself killed, I will never forgive you.

Not one word, Kel warned. Tobe and I have reached an understanding. Neal's lips twitched. Why do I feel you did most of the understanding.