Quotes about Relationship
There is nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It is a thing no married man knows anything about.
— Oscar Wilde
He lay in the dark thinking of all the things he did not know about his father and he realized that the father he knew was all the father he would ever know.
— Cormac McCarthy
If I'm not here you can still talk to me. You can talk to me and I'll talk to you. You'll see.
— Cormac McCarthy
He thought the world's heart beat at some terrible cost and that the world's pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower.
— Cormac McCarthy
You think sometimes I dont listen. I think you listen. I'm not so sure what you hear.
— Cormac McCarthy
Black: I see a different truth. Settin right across the table from me. White: Which is? Black: That you must love your brother or die.
— Cormac McCarthy
An important step in getting to know God is to realize how available he is to us. In learning to hear God, it helps us to take on faith the fact that we are already in his presence. If we must make ourselves worthy of his presence first, we will never get there.
— Craig Keener
And all the time she felt the reflection of his hopelessness in her. She couldn't quite, quite love in hoplessness. And he, being hopeless, couldn't ever love at all.
— DH Lawrence
He also wearied his mother very often. She saw the sunshine going out of him, and she resented it.
— DH Lawrence
Because, after all, like so many modern men, he was finished almost before he had begun. And that forced the woman to be active.
— DH Lawrence
There had come into his forehead a knitting of the brows which was becoming habitual with him, particularly when he was with Miriam. She longed to smooth it away, and she was afraid of it. It seemed the stamp of a man who was not her man in Paul Morel.
— DH Lawrence
Frequently he hated Miriam. He hated her as she bent forward and pored over his things. He hated her way of patiently casting him up, as if he were an endless psychological account. When he was with her, he hated her for having
— DH Lawrence