#relationships

Human relationships are rich and they're messy and they're demanding. And we clean them up with technology. Texting, email, posting, all of these things let us present the self as we want to be. We get to edit, and that means we get to delete, and that means we get to retouch, the face, the voice, the flesh, the body -- not too little, not too much, just right. ↗

— Sherry Turkle

#relationships #sociology #technology #age

Mine Enemy is growing old -- I have at last Revenge -- The Palate of the Hate departs -- If any would avenge Let him be quick -- the Viand flits -- It is a faded Meat -- Anger as soon as fed is dead -- 'Tis starving makes it fat ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#poetry #relationships #rivalry #anger

If you stay in the company of anger, pain, or hurt, happiness will find someone else to visit. ↗

— Kristen Crockett

#relationships #self-help #anger

Every broken heart has screamed at one time or another: Why can't you see who I truly am? ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#broken-hearts #love #relationships #unrequited-love #anger

A little still she strove, and much repented, and whispering, "I will ne'er consent ↗

— George Gordon Byron

#relationships #love

I don't think it's necessarily healthy to go into relationships as a needy person. Better to go in with a full deck. ↗

— Anjelica Huston

#better #deck #full #go #healthy

I think what makes us human - is our interconnectedness among people. It's our ability to form and maintain relationships. It's the barometer by which we call ourselves human. ↗

— Thomas Jane

#among #barometer #call #form #human

When you hold a grudge, you want someone else’s sorrow to reflect your level of hurt but the two rarely meet. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#hurt #inspirational #life #relationships #sorry

When the Negro cries with pain from his deep hurt and lays his petition for elemental justice before the nation, he is calling upon the American people to kindle about that crucible of race relationships the fires of American faith. ↗

— Mordecai Wyatt Johnson

#american #american people #before #calling #cries

We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves. I wish for all this to be marked on by body when I am dead. I believe in such cartography - to be marked by nature, not just to label ourselves on a map like the names of rich men and women on buildings. We are communal histories, communal books. We are not owned or monogamous in our taste or experience. ↗

— Michael Ondaatje

#death #experience #relationships #death