It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.
When someone loves you, the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.
-Jess C. Scott
I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.
Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.
I think you still love me, but we canât escape the fact that Iâm not enough for you. I knew this was going to happen. So Iâm not blaming you for falling in love with another woman. Iâm not angry, either. I should be, but Iâm not. I just feel pain. A lot of pain. I thought I could imagine how much this would hurt, but I was wrong.
The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.
A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other…Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever
-Dave Matthews Band
You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever…. connections are made with the heart, not the tongue.
-C. JoyBell C.
For the two of us, home isn’t a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.
Man may have discovered fire, but women discovered how to play with it.
I spent my life folded between the pages of books.
In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters. I lived love and loss through stories threaded in history; I experienced adolescence by association. My world is one interwoven web of words, stringing limb to limb, bone to sinew, thoughts and images all together. I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.
It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t coma back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain. Damn, there’s nothing like that, is there? I’ve been there and you have too. You’re nodding your head.
Well, it seems to me that the best relationships – the ones that last – are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is… suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with.
I mean, if the relationship can’t survive the long term, why on earth would it be worth my time and energy for the short term?
When you stop expecting people to be perfect, you can like them for who they are.
Why is it,” he said, one time, at the subway entrance, “I feel I’ve known you so many years?”
“Because I like you,” she said, “and I don’t want anything from you.
The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
Every man I meet wants to protect me. I can’t figure out what from.
If conversation was the lyrics, laughter was the music, making time spent together a melody that could be replayed over and over without getting stale.
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.
-Edna St. Vincent Millay
It’s no good pretending that any relationship has a future if your record collections disagree violently or if your favorite films wouldn’t even speak to each other if they met at a party.
I will love you always. When this red hair is white, I will still love you. When the smooth softness of youth is replaced by the delicate softness of age, I will still want to touch your skin. When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled, of every surprise I have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have ever cried has left its mark upon your face,I will treasure you all the more, because I was there to see it all. I will share your life with you, Meredith, and I will love you until the last breath leaves your body or mine.
-Laurell K. Hamilton
When we’re incomplete, we’re always searching for somebody to complete us. When, after a few years or a few months of a relationship, we find that we’re still unfulfilled, we blame our partners and take up with somebody more promising. This can go on and on–series polygamy–until we admit that while a partner can add sweet dimensions to our lives, we, each of us, are responsible for our own fulfillment. Nobody else can provide it for us, and to believe otherwise is to delude ourselves dangerously and to program for eventual failure every relationship we enter.
Come sleep with me: We won’t make Love, Love will make us.
Holding Eleanor’s hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive.
Maybe our girlfriends are our soulmates and guys are just people to have fun with.
I suffer from girlnextdooritis where the guy is friends with you and that’s it.
To be fully seen by somebody, then, and be loved anyhow – this is a human offering that can border on miraculous.
Iâve been fighting to be who I am all my life. Whatâs the point of being who I am, if I canât have the person who was worth all the fighting for?
I want to be in a relationship where you telling me you love me is just a ceremonious validation of what you already show me.
Man, when you lose your laugh you lose your footing.
Therefore, dear Sir, love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you. For those who are near you are far away… and this shows that the space around you is beginning to grow vast…. be happy about your growth, in which of course you can’t take anyone with you, and be gentle with those who stay behind; be confident and calm in front of them and don’t torment them with your doubts and don’t frighten them with your faith or joy, which they wouldn’t be able to comprehend. Seek out some simple and true feeling of what you have in common with them, which doesn’t necessarily have to alter when you yourself change again and again; when you see them, love life in a form that is not your own and be indulgent toward those who are growing old, who are afraid of the aloneness that you trust…. and don’t expect any understanding; but believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.
-Rainer Maria Rilke
Every couple needs to argue now and then. Just to prove that the relationship is strong enough to survive. Long-term relationships, the ones that matter, are all about weathering the peaks and the valleys.