Quotes About Bond

Isn't it funny that when we get married it's called "tying the knot"? For us, this wasn't just an act at the altar.2 It's something we have to do over and over again.

Great love is two people making the choice to be a match. A decision.

It is rare in life to be graced with a true best friend. Someone who is willing to do anything for you. Good or bad times. Drop his or her life to be there, without any personal expectations. Nothing can replace the warm touch, kind embrace, or simple gestures best friends lavish on each other.

One of the great mysteries," he said, running his finger down my cheek, "is what makes two people right for each other.

I am not sure what it is that finally allows people to just turn to each other and touch. There is some hidden trigger. There is a secret language people learn, so they can signal to stop talking and just move. I don't know it.

At long last, you may no longer distinguish what binds you from what is you.

A relationship is like a pet; you have to work and work, just to keep it healthy.

Freinds are those whom we do it.

From the dog's point of view, his master is an elongated and abnormally cunning dog.

You are the husband of my heart, and the love of my life. Wherever I am, whatever I do, you are joined with me and I with you. The part of me that matters will live with you forever. I accept the chain that binds us with joy, because in this unity I have known the purest freedom.

there is an inverse relationship between income and closeness to parents.

I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me. If I had had words to speak such a thing, I would have. But there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth. As if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. I did not need to look; his fingers were etched into my memory, slender and petal-veined, strong and quick and never wrong. "Patroclus," he said. He was always better with words than I.

That is — your friend?" "Philtatos," Achilles replied, sharply. Most beloved.

When I am dead, I charge you to mingle our ashes and bury us together.

Patroclus,'' Achilles tilted his face up with a gentle finger under his chin. ''I would recognise you in total darkness, were you mute and I deaf. I would recognise you in another lifetime entirely, in different bodies, different times. And I would love you in all of this, until the very last star in the sky burnt out into oblivion''.

Later, Achilles pressed close for a final, drowsy whisper. 'If you have to go, you know I will go with you.' We slept.

In grief, men must help each other, though they are enemies.

If you have to go, you know I will go with you." We slept.

His eyes were unwavering, green flecked with gold. A surety rose in me, lodged in my throat. I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me.

Are you sorry?'' ''I am not.'' The answer was sure, immediate. ''I am not either.'' I could never be sorry about this, I could never regret you. I never wish to be parted from you, ever. For all my life and beyond to the end of all the world, I will never be parted from your side again.

Less than a month we had spent together, yet he seemed to know me better than anyone who had ever walked the world.

He doesn't know how to be angry with me, either. We are like damp wood that won't light.

If you have to go, you know I will go with you.

I let him hold me, let him press us length to length so close that nothing might fit between us.