Expired Relationship Quotes

Just because the relationship ended doesn't mean it wasn't true or good or worth having. Everything expires eventually. Enjoy the good for what it was, not what it always has to be.

Most friendships are bound to a specific time, place or season. Some women characterize these relationships as having expiration dates or shelf lives, because friendships tend to run their natural course.

Most relationships I’ve been in were like a carton of milk reaching its expiration date. It gets to a certain point and just sours, not inducing sickness but enough to notice a change in flavor. Maybe instead of wondering about Jake, I should be questioning my ability to experience passion. This could all be my fault.

Nothing lasted forever. People, places, relationships…everything had an expiration date.

There is nothing greater in this world then love. Many things in this world have limits and expiration dates, but love is constant and everywhere. More important, it can take many forms and even when we lose those we care about, their love continues as long as we are open to receiving and reciprocating that love. Don't let the physical world dictate who you are and how to act, open your mind to something greater and as a result you will always find peace within your heart.

Most relationships come with expiration dates just like milk and bread. Some go sour before you can taste them,

like two single people playing cat and mouse for way too long, where the cheese has long since expired for the mouse and the mouse is way too malnourished for the cat.

The sense of respiration is an example of our natural sense relationship with the atmospheric matrix. Remember, respiration means to re-spire, to re-spirit ourselves by breathing. It, too, is a consensus of many senses. We may always bring the natural relationships of our senses and the matrix into consciousness by becoming aware of our tensions and relaxations while breathing. The respiration process is guided by our natural attraction to connect with fresh air and by our attraction to nurture nature by feeding it carbon dioxide and water, the foods for Earth that we grow within us during respiration. When we hold our breath, our story to do so makes our senses feel the suffocation discomfort of being separated from Earth's atmosphere. It draws our attention to follow our attraction to air, so we inspire and gain comfort. Then the attraction to feed Earth comes into play so we exhale food for it to eat and we again gain comfort. This process feels good, it is inspiring. Together, we and Earth conspire (breathe together) so that neither of us will expire. The vital nature of this process is brought to consciousness when we recognize that the word for air, spire, also means spirit and that psyche is another name for air/spirit/soul.

I had to heal… I had to stop trying to nourish my present life with expired moments. I had to move on… So that I could experience new love without being afraid of old pain.

If God or Buddha, or whoever the higher power is, has decided to put an expiration date on the relationships we have with our loved ones, then we just make the best out of every day we have left.

For the first time, I wondered if our expiration date was approaching. I’d always suspected our relationship would end when he got spooked and ran, but now I wondered if I would be the one to end it. I already realized I needed so much more.

Relationships with expiration dates teach us that love doesn’t have to last forever to be meaningful. That someone doesn’t have to stick around to make an impact. That the best things in life are not always measured by their longevity but by their intensity. Their complexity.

There's a warmth to this relationship with Jake, a comfort that I've never really felt or known before. But sometimes I'm afraid it means I'm somehow fading - that all the bright and brilliant aspects of myself are diminishing in this cocoon. That I will not have the sparkle I once had - that all my edges are being worn down in this intimacy.

Double the population of a city, and it doesn’t simply double its productivity; it yields productivity and innovation that is more than doubled. These relationships have been found in patents, a city’s gross metropolitan product, research and development budgets, and even the presence of so-called supercreative individuals, such as artists and academics.

My ideal relationship would be with a heart man who possesses a powerful, methodical brain, preferably an expert in some stem discipline. My dream is that we will marry and he will allow me to take his brain from him, year after year, a tiny bit at a time, through shock treatments and partial lobotomies, until he can't function on his own and I have to care for the drooling husk of his body until it expires. It is only for this that I'd surrender pieces of my literal heart.

When people are anxiously attached, their brains flood with “activists strategies,” thoughts that compel them to regain closeness. For example, they might think about their partner nonstop. Or they may dwell on their partners good qualities while undervaluing their own. This distortion leads to panic. And when they don’t hear back from their partners immediately, they worry they’re being abandoned. They can shake their anxiety only when they’re actively communicating with their partner. This also leads them to jump into relationships and stay in them past their expiration date because they fear being alone and worry that this is their only shot at love.

Do you accept Jesus Christ?” He says it in English, so he definitely knows I’m not Eritrean; the jig is up. “Do you accept Jesus Christ?” he says again, like Jesus is a credit card and I’m an unhelpful waiter. The conditions of the inquiry do not suggest that there is time for me to go into my honest answer: “Yes, but there are caveats.” Jesus Christ, the Son of God, sent to earth to redeem us all. Jesus Christ, the Jewish nationalist radical. Jesus Christ, the metaphor for the divine within the corporeal. Jesus Christ, the human being superimposed, literally, placed on the cross: the pagan geometric emblem that represents on the vertical plane the relationship between the earthly and the divine and on the other, horizontal plane the lateral relationships between individual humans. Christ as the end of paganism, the beginning of individualism, of idolatry. Of the acceptance that some humans are more equal than others. Christ as a reminder that we must all constantly die and be born again, moment to moment, to live forever in the now, if as Wittgenstein says, “eternity is taken not to be an infinite temporal duration but the quality of timelessness, then are we not all eternal if we live in the present.” Christ as the symbol that the flesh is human, that the carnal human ape has expired, and that we can achieve no more until we transcend, until we ascend, into new conscious realms and manifest the divine. “On earth as it is in heaven”? “Do you accept Jesus Christ?” he says again, and this time gives me a bit of a prod, which he tries to pass off as shamanic but I think is actually frustration. The answer, as I have outlined above, is conditionally “yes,” but the most expedient answer is a totally unconditional “yes,” so that is the answer I give. “Yes.

It takes courage and discipline to take the steps to move forward from a relationship that is restricting your growth. When you stay in a relationship past its expiration date it eventually reaches the point of deterioration and toxicity.

To Lovers out there True Love has no date to expire. True Love has no limitation or boundaries. True Love does not need to be proven. Love comes naturally, but True Love you have to make it in a relationship

ving self and others is an every second of every day of every week, of every month, of every year gift that should not be taken for granted or withdrawn for petty arguments and misunderstandings. No one knows the day nor the hour that we or a loved one will meet our expiration here on this earth. Time to make time to heal, amend and/or forgive broken relationships, to live your dreams without regret and love like there is no tomorrow for when tomorrow is no longer there...memories will be great and consciences will be clear.

Loving self and others is an every second of every day of every week, of every month, of every year gift that should not be taken for granted or withdrawn for petty arguments and misunderstandings. No one knows the day nor the hour that we or a loved one will meet our expiration here on this earth. Time to make time to heal, amend and/or forgive broken relationships, to live your dreams without regret and love like there is no tomorrow for when tomorrow is no longer there...memories will be great and consciences will be clear.

Even the strongest feelings expire, but a couple that has learned how to rely on their OWN sensuality never runs out of juice. As long as sensuality continues to burn within and between the two of us, we can weather any storm.

In order for you to cross the threshold of your initiation, a loss of lower vibrational relationships is required. Releasing this dead weight will allow you to rise to newer heights. Remember, history is not an excuse to hang on to a connection that has withered out and long expired.

People pleasing has the ability to hold you in spaces past the expiration date.

Every secret has a expiration date...

I never really understood what a three-year itch meant because I never felt it before. Before Johnny, my relationships had a four-month expiration date.

Fresh starts don't come with expired relationships attached

What rational being would willingly enter a relationship that's guaranteed to end in sorrow? Grieving husband buries wife, or vice versa. Or they divorce. But we marry anyway. Because even death and divorce is better than loneliness.

I often wonder what our responsibility is to other people, how much we owe them. Whose job is it to look out for our own happiness, Us, or the people who love us? It's both, of course. We owe ourselves and each other. But in what order? (Daphne Bell)

Her brother had undergone a tremendous transformation from badass country singer to family man. She wished Clayton would do the same. As far as she could tell, he preferred relationships shorter than the expiration date on a gallon of milk—if that.

Nothing lasted forever. People, places, relationships…everything had an expiration date. But for the first time in my life, I allowed myself to believe someone when they said they would stay.

Most relationships I’ve been in were like a carton of milk reaching its expiration date. It gets to a certain point and just sours, not inducing sickness but enough to notice a change in flavor.

Forever. The concept seemed laughable a year ago. Nothing lasted forever. People, places, relationships… everything had an expiration date. But for the first time in my life, I allowed myself to believe someone when they said they would stay.

I was pacing in your kitchen. Thinking of ways I’d miss you. How the summer brings light. The night brings dark. Our minds intertwining and becoming nothing but just you and I in a moment with nothing else. People need truth and the truth is, I didn’t need you. I wanted you. You wanted me, I assume. This is why we worked. We didn’t need each other. We didn’t fill a void in each other. We flowed in time and when our time expired, it was over. You were floating, I was flowing. I was searching and in a bittersweet reality, I was going. Experiences mean more than what we give them. I love and I lose and it’s never a loss because experiences don’t bring losses, they give strength. We learn, we love, and we move on.

Most relationships come with expiration dates just like milk and bread. Some go sour before you can taste them.

Just because a relationship ended doesn't mean it wasn't true or good or worth having. Everything expires eventually. Enjoy the good for what it was, not what it always has to be.

Pelosi’s wariness seemed confirmed on March 22, 2019, when Mueller flubbed the unveiling of his team’s report on Trump’s ties to foreign governments. Although the report was devastating, Mueller’s initial silence allowed Attorney General William Barr to issue misleading characterizations that overshadowed the report’s details. Barr claimed that the report “exonerated” the president. The actual report documented a number of extremely problematic relationships between the president’s campaign and Russian officials. Mueller, who did not believe he had the authority to call for impeachment since the independent counsel law had expired, then made things worse by faltering in congressional testimony.

Love of the body has an expiration date, love of the being has none.

Relationships are like milk, Leo. When the milk is fresh, it's delicious. But the second it expires, it's bad forever. There's no turning spoiled milk back to fresh." "You could make kefir," he said, and I snickered.

Be like a tree and let the dead leaves drop.—RUMI This month is all about simplicity. When you are committed to simplifying your life, your priorities, desires, and deep needs rise to the surface. When life is cluttered with things and busyness, you become blind to your needs. The complex demands of the day-to-day grind overshadow the more important, simple needs of your life. Sometimes you may hold on to possessions, relationships, people, and ideas long after their expiration date. It’s okay—necessary even—to let the things, people, and feelings that you no longer need fall away. When you remove the old to make way for the new, you are simply acknowledging what is and what isn’t in your life. Simplifying gives you the necessary space to breathe in deeply. It feeds your soul and creativity, and it allows you to lead an empowered life.

Holding a grudge against the people who are part of your problems doesn’t lead to productivity or good relationships. When you spend your time worrying or gossiping about the problem, you’re not actively working toward a solution, you’re just breeding even more negativity around what’s going on. Use it in a positive way or let it go.

When love expires, the pain of sacrifice made into the relationship will bring hurts. Continually cultivate love especially when life is in the valley.

Relationships are very good at finding ways to end before their expiration date

The times when men have to think about our desires and needs and emotional responses are culturally viewed as exceptional acts. It’s above and beyond, and it’s not meant to last forever. There’s an expiration date on the demand for men’s emotional labor in a relationship. Women, on the other hand, must offer it in perpetuity.

I do not believe sex is a marker of anything but what you assign to it. It does not measure the seriousness of a relationship, it is not a barometer for the amount of feeling and has little to do with love, at least in causation. But lying underneath Jake, I wonder if sex might express something else. Some level of tenderness, if we might be able to judge not the strength of a persons feelings, but the measure of their care.