#couples

Because you let our love just fall apart You no longer have my heart ↗

— Boyz II Men

#heart #heartbreak #love #relationships #sad

Why is it that the right people never wind up together? Why are people so afraid to leave a relationship, even if they know it's a bad one? ↗

— Stephanie Perkins

#relationships

My point is, there are a lot of people in the world. No one ever sees everything the same way you do; it just doesn't happen. So when you find one person who gets a couple of things, especially if they're important ones... you might as well hold on to them. You know? ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#couples

One's not half of two; two are halves of one. ↗

— E.E. Cummings

#couples #couples

There have been five great kisses since 1642 B.C...(before then couples hooked thumbs.) And the precise rating of kisses is a terribly difficult thing, often leading to great controversy.... Well, this one left them all behind. ↗

— William Goldman

#couples

Ideally, couples need three lives; one for him, one for her, and one for them together. ↗

— Jacqueline Bisset

#her #him #ideally #lives #need

It's a wonderful thing to see a segment of our population that is open and eager to learn more about Chinese culture. It has filtered into the mainstream. You see credit-card ads on TV with white couples and Chinese babies. ↗

— Iris Chang

#ads #babies #chinese #chinese culture #couples

That married couples can live together day after day is a miracle that the Vatican has overlooked. ↗

— Bill Cosby

#couples #day #live #married #married couples

You asked why I couldn't forgive you," Nick said, very quietly, and I jumped a little. "It was because you were the love of my life, Harper. And you didn't want to be. That's hard to let go. ↗

— Kristan Higgins

#couples #divorce #love #sad #forgiveness

People are afraid to merge on freeways in Los Angeles. This is the first thing I hear when I come back to the city. Blair picks me up from LAX and mutters this under her breath as she drives up the onramp. She says, "People are afraid to merge on freeways in Los Angeles." Though that sentence shouldn't bother me, it stays in my mind for an uncomfortably long time. Nothing else seems to matter. Not the fact that I'm eighteen and it's December and the ride on the plane had been rough and the couple from Santa Barbara, who were sitting across from me in first class, had gotten pretty drunk. Not the mud that had splattered on the legs of my jeans, which felt kind of cold and loose, earlier that day at an airport in New Hampshire. Not the stain on the arm of the wrinkled, damp shirt I wear, a shirt which looked fresh and clean this morning. Not the tear on the neck of my gray argyle vest, which seems vaguely more eastern than before, especially next to Blair's clean tight jeans and her pale-blue shirt. All of this seems irrelevant next to that one sentence. It seems easier to hear that people are afraid to merge than "I'm pretty sure Muriel is anorexic" or the singer on the radio crying out about magnetic waves. Nothing else seems to matter to me but those ten words. Not the warm winds, which seem to propel the car down the empty asphalt freeway, or the faded smell of marijuana which still faintly permeates Blaire's car. All it comes down to is the fact that I'm a boy coming home for a month and meeting someone whom I haven't seen for four months and people are afraid to merge. ↗

— Bret Easton Ellis

#interaction #isolation #couples