Quotations About Relationship Quotes

If I say your voice is an amber waterfall in which I yearn to burn each day, if you eat my mouth like a mystical rose with powers of healing and damnation, If I confess that your body is the only civilization I long to experience… would it mean that we are close to knowing something about love?

Spread love. Hug the people you care about and make sure they know that you care and appreciate them. Make it known to your friends and family that you love them.

The last time everyone loved or at least liked everyone was when the world had a population of about 4.

To ask a man whether or not he has a girlfriend is to talk about his sex life. If you disagree with that, then how in the name of God do you differentiate between a man’s girlfriend and a girl that is a friend to the man?

Only four words are better than 'I I love you': "I love you too.

To live, love; to love, live.

It's not a question of whether true love exists, but it's about your ability to purely love and receive love each day, that's true love.

It’s all about how you stay madly in love with your partner through thick and thin, through ups and downs of life. From (The Awakening)

Polygamy is about sex, whereas monogamy is about love.

Whenever we see a deserted rose, we immediately think about a broken relationship and we imagine the sadness they went through without thinking the poor dead rose ever!

We had made a deal. We promised that we'd admit all the things that we didn't like about each other if we ever broke up. We thought that way we'd learn something about love, about being in a relationship. The lover is the eternal teacher.

Ladies, I have bad news for you. Men are pigs. No really. I know you think you know what I'm talking about but you don't know the half of it. You have no idea how depraved we men really are. I'm about to tell you the truth about men. The whole truth. Not that sanitized holier-than-thou shit they feed you in all those other relationship books. I'm gonna take you into the abyss that is the male mind. It's a dark and scary place. You're not gonna like it. It's dirty in there. Icky. Don't touch anything. Bring hand sanitizer.

Asking a writer why they like to write {in the theoretical sense of the question} is like asking a person why they breathe. For me, writing is a natural reflex to the beauty, the events, and the people I see around me. As Anais Nin put it, "We write to taste life twice." I live and then I write. The one transfers to the other, for me, in a gentle, necessary way. As prosaic as it sounds, I believe I process by writing. Part of the way I deal with stressful situations, catty people, or great joy or great trials in my own life is by conjuring it onto paper in some way; a journal entry, a blog post, my writing notebook, or my latest story. While I am a fair conversationalist, my real forte is expressing myself in words on paper. If I leave it all chasing round my head like rabbits in a warren, I'm apt to become a bug-bear to live with and my family would not thank me. Some people need counselors. Some people need long, drawn-out phone-calls with a trusted friend. Some people need to go out for a run. I need to get away to a quiet, lonesome corner--preferably on the front steps at gloaming with the North Star trembling against the darkening blue. I need to set my pen fiercely against the page {for at such moments I must be writing--not typing.} and I need to convert the stress or excitement or happiness into something to be shared with another person. The beauty of the relationship between reading and writing is its give-and-take dynamic. For years I gathered and read every book in the near vicinity and absorbed tale upon tale, story upon story, adventures and sagas and dramas and classics. I fed my fancy, my tastes, and my ideas upon good books and thus those aspects of myself grew up to be none too shabby. When I began to employ my fancy, tastes, and ideas in writing my own books, the dawning of a strange and wonderful idea tinged the horizon of thought with blush-rose colors: If I persisted and worked hard and poured myself into the craft, I could create one of those books. One of the heart-books that foster a love of reading and even writing in another person somewhere. I could have a hand in forming another person's mind. A great responsibility and a great privilege that, and one I would love to be a party to. Books can change a person. I am a firm believer in that. I cannot tell you how many sentiments or noble ideas or parts of my own personality are woven from threads of things I've read over the years. I hoard quotations and shadows of quotations and general impressions of books like a tzar of Russia hoards his icy treasures. They make up a large part of who I am. I think it's worth saying again: books can change a person. For better or for worse. As a writer it's my two-edged gift to be able to slay or heal where I will. It's my responsibility to wield that weapon aright and do only good with my words. Or only purposeful cutting. I am not set against the surgeon's method of butchery--the nicking of a person's spirit, the rubbing in of a salty, stinging salve, and the ultimate healing-over of that wound that makes for a healthier person in the end. It's the bitter herbs that heal the best, so now and again you might be called upon to write something with more cayenne than honey about it. But the end must be good. We cannot let the Light fade from our words.

I have seen the most beautiful families blossom from the most unlikely relational circumstances. I've also seen the most ideal circumstances yield empty families that just don't work no matter how hard they try. Nobody can try and control this. The seeds of love and the seeds of family will fall wherever they want to fall and will take root wherever they may take root. There's no telling, there's no predicting what may be best. But that's the absolute beauty of it. Let people come together and love as they wish, there are no rules to this.

There is nothing special about having a wife, but there is in how you govern a marriage. There is nothing special about having a house, but there is in how you govern a home. There is nothing special about having a family, but there is in how you govern a household. There is nothing special about having a job, but there is in how you govern your career. There is nothing special about having degrees, but there is in how you govern your life. There is nothing special about having titles, but there is in how you govern your duties. There is nothing special about having friends, but there is in how you govern your relationships. There is nothing special about having medals, but there is in how you govern your talents. There is nothing special about having money, but there is in how you govern your wealth. There is nothing special about having power, but there is in how you govern your responsibilities. There is nothing special about having influence, but there is in how you govern your authority. There is nothing special about having property, but there is in how you govern your possessions.

Let’s talk about mankind’s most adored emotion – Love. However, love itself is not a single emotion, rather a blend of many. It is such an enchanting sensation, that it has been inspiring artists, scientists, philosophers and thinkers for ages. Albert Einstein said, “any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves”. Geniuses around the world came up with various creations under the spell of love. Schrodinger’s Wave Equation, Hawking’s Hawking Radiation, Tagore’s songs, Rumi’s poems, are just a few among the plethora of scientific and philosophical literature created under the enigmatic and warm influence of love. So, technically it is totally worth being crazy in love.

People can only love you from their own capacity to love. From their own well of love. I think that the greatest pains we've experienced in life, are those that come as a result of not understanding that we don't all share the same well. You can be loving from a well that's oceans deep, while another person has a well the size of a laundry pail. It's not their fault. It's not your fault either. But their pail isn't going to turn into an ocean and your ocean isn't going to turn into a pail. You have to find the people who swim at the same depths as you do. But it's also about the taste of the water; you see, someone can love you with an ocean's depth of water but you just don't like saltwater; you're a freshwater creature. That's still okay. When love isn't enough, that's okay. You have to wait for the depths and the tastes that match your own.

This had led many people, above all theologians, to the mistake of thinking that with his concept of the Self Jung wanted to give God himself a name, although time and again in his writings he has emphasized that his statements about the Self refer only to the manifestation of the God-image and of the God-concept in the human psyche. "At all events," Jung says, "the soul must contain in itself the faculty of relationship to God, i.e., a correspondence, otherwise a connection could never come about. This correspondence is, in psychological terms, the archetype of the God-image. Since God-images are the products of religious fantasy they are unavoidably anthropomorphic and therefore, like every symbol, capable of psychological elucidation. But psychology can make no statements about the nature of God. On the other hand, it can very well observe and describe the phenomenology of his "reflection" in the human psyche, and explore it scientifically.

Love is not about finding someone, Love is about finding yourself in someone.

Life is about realizing oneself as a divine being with higher consciousness.

Secrets to a long lasting relationship? I think love in a relationship is about guarding each other’s well-being and freedom. It is becoming “happy” on your own so you don’t consume the other person’s joy. It is becoming “independent” so you don’t have to end up possessing the other. To exist together sharing strengths and not consume each other’s light.

Marriage brings about the establishment of spiritual wholeness through the declaration of love.