In his 1964 talk on feminism, Winnicott says something he's been saying all along. ...We find that the trouble is not so much that everyone was inside and then born, but that at the very beginning eve...
It’s hard to communicate anything exactly and that’s why perfect relationships between people are difficult to find.
Love is something you do for someone else, not something you do for yourself.
Love will not be constrain'd by mastery.When mast'ry comes, the god of love anonBeateth his wings, and, farewell, he is gone.Love is a thing as any spirit free.
Miles was still mourning the loss of his Romantic Plan. 'There was going to be champagne, and oysters, and you' -- he held out both hands as though shifting a piece of furniture -- 'were going to be s...
Most folks believe we are hardwired biologically to long for sex but they do not believe we are hardwired to long for love. Almost everyone believes that we can have sex without love; most folks do no...
My wife and I just don't have the same feelings for each other we used to have. I guess I just don't love her anymore and she doesn't love me. What can i do?The feeling isn't there anymore? I asked.Th...
Nothing we can do together is ever going to be embarrassing.
Our relationship could now thrive only in my head, and to discuss it with a mother intent—admittedly in my own best interest—on challenging it with reality might do it irreparable harm.
People don't know. We don't know ourselves so we tell ourselves what we really know is other people. We could say the depth of pain we feel for the lovers who've left us is because we knew them so wel...
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms.
She got herself widowed, divorced, married, and pregnant – all in ten days’ time.
She was such a solitary woman. A solitary woman who longed for one person to know her. I think I do know her now, but it is too late.
That was the problem these days--everything was considered disposable--clothes, cell phones, relationships.
The Beatles were bubblegum cards and Help at the Saturday morning cinema and toy plastic guitars and singing 'Yellow Submarine' at the top of my voice in the back row of the coach on school trips. The...
The clerk is looking at me. His expression hasn't changed. What I want to do is punch a hole in the front of the desk, reach through, grab his balls, and make him sing The Mickey Mouse Club song. But...
Then, what's the matter?' I wonder, in fact, how many times I have said that or something equal to it to a woman passing palely through my life. Love is what this means, of course. Or at least, seco...
There are no commitments, only bargains. And they have to be made again every day. You think making a commitment is it. Finish. You think it sets like a concrete platform and it'll take any strain you...
They call this love, she said to herself. I know what it is now. I never thought I would know, but I do now.But she failed to add: if you can step back and identify it, is it really there? Shouldn't y...
Why, you are a man of heart!Sometimes, replied Phileas Fogg, quietly. When I have the time.
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