Girlfriend Quotes - Page 4

Don't look for Mrs. Right if all your character demonstrates is you are Mr. Wrong.

I will drive the world crazywith love poems for you.So they can know how magnificent you areand how crazy I am.

The fact that the person who you are sleeping with is also sleeping with another person or other people does not necessarily mean that he or she does not love you. And the fact that you are the only person who someone is sleeping with does not necessarily mean that he or she loves you.

Your wife is smarter than you; know this, and you will live happily ever after.

A man is not for you when all he knows is to slam your back on the bed and ram into you like a wild fool. The interested ones are the ones so interested that they become very interested in only interesting things about you.

How is it possible, you ask, for love to be greater than the person who does the loving? That’s because love defies the rules of reason. It is the only exception.

A man who boasts he's the head of the home must never forget the woman is the knife at his throat.

Be drunk in love and high on life.

If God had a wife He would be in just as much trouble as any man.

Love is the only criminal who, after stealing your heart, convinces you to celebrate her.

The ending of your story all depends on the beginning of ours.

Love that causes you pain is better than hate that brings you pleasure.

You are my favourite part of life.

Love is the only rose whose thorn's prick is sweet.

Whenever you keep score in love, you lose.

Love is a hook; the moment a man swallows it, a woman knows she has him forever.

We start a relationship with someone not only because of how great they are but how great they make us feel. And because they have granted us this extraordinary gift—a chance to experience love, joy, compassion, and security —it is our exclusive privilege to make them feel wonderful about themselves, especially during days when they, themselves, don't feel so wonderful.

Desire speaks, passion shouts, lust screams, and love whispers.

I've written you sixty-seven love poems.Here’s another one for you.But really, for me.These poems are the candles that I light with the fire you have ignited in me.I place this candle here and another thereso even if the stars have argued with the moonand are sulking away in a corner, you can still find your way to me.Sixty-eight poems now. What does the future hold for us?Joy? Disappointment? Gentle caresses? And subtle neglect?I hope the good is more than the bad. Much more. For what is the point of loveif by lighting these candlesour own flame loses its brightness?I know the good is more than the bad. Much more.I cannot wait to write you sixty-nine.

When the heart says “yes” it is difficult for the mind to say “no.

Love is like lightening; it can strike anyone, anywhere, and at any time.

Can we share my eyes so you can see what I see?Can we share my ears so you can hear what I hear?Can you perch on my shouldersso you can go where I go?Always in my heart, I don’t experience anything separate from you.This shared wonderment becomes doubled.This shared love becomes infinite.

By loving you, I learn everything because your soul contains the entire universe.

A kiss a day keeps your wife's wrath away.

The space between "Girl" and "Friend" is occupied by an infinite universe called ‪#‎FriendZone‬.It's a one way road. :P

Whoa, I'm your girlfriend now?" Archer shrugged. "We've tried to kill each other, fought ghouls, and kissed a lot. I'm pretty sure we're married in some cultures.

So, does that make me your girlfriend?”“Do you want to be?”“I’ve never liked that word, actually. It sounds so juvenile. ”He shot her a worried look. “Is there another term you’d prefer?”“I’ve always liked ‘companion of my heart’. Or ‘my better half’. Or maybe even ‘the sun in my universe’.

The path to marital bliss is to begin each day with a kiss.

Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.

When I'm with you,I feel exposed.Naked. When I'm naked with you, I feel clothed.Sheltered.

If you are waiting for the perfect spouse, you are waiting for the perfect disappointment.

Even if you love a lady, don't say you will take care of her while someone else is catering for your needs.

I don’t know why we fight.It takes much too effort to stay mad at you.To dodge your skin in the hallwayand leave the kitchen without bringing you a treat.It takes much too effort to stare at the sinkso my eyes don’t smile at you in the mirror.It takes much too effort to look away as we undressand lie apart in the now bigger bed.It takes much too effort to stiffen my bodybecause sleepy limbs forget fightsand pride is always lost in dreams.It takes much too effort to awaken every hour to make sure we are islands with a gulf of white sheets separating us.I dread the light peeking through the parted curtainsand empathise with your groans —I didn’t get any sleep either.I really don’t know why we fight.It takes much too effort to stay mad at one anotherwhen it’s so easy for us to love.

Do the dishes, and you have her heart; do the dishes and the laundry, and you have her soul.

I have never met anyone who gave back a heart they stole.

I don’t want you involved in any of that.”“Because you care about me?”“Of course.” I narrowed my eyes. “I don’t want to worry about you getting hurt.”He stepped in and his other hand settled just above my hip. “Because you want to be with me?”“Yes.” That word was easy to speak.Rider smiled then and the right dimple appeared. “You want to be my girlfriend.”I opened my mouth and then I laughed. It sounded strange after the seriousness of our conversation, but the statement was sweet and silly.His cheeks pinked. “Not sure how I feel about that laugh,” he teased. “But I do love the sound of it.”My breath caught at the word. Love. Oh, gosh, was that what was happening here?“So do you? Want to be my girlfriend?” he asked, and then chuckled. “Probably should’ve brought this up before I kissed you, but I want...I want to see where this goes, Mallory. I feel like we got a second chance, you know? I’ve been thinking that since I sat down in speech and saw you sitting there. We have a second chance. And who gets second chances?”I searched his gaze, feeling a rightness deep in my chest. I had thought the same thing before, about second chances.“I don’t want to pass that up.

If you stand in the way of two people who were meant to be together, destiny's train will run you over.

Every relationship that has hit a crossroads has asked, “What is it that you want from me?

If you try to buy love, you will go bankrupt trying to possess it.

Insanity is starting over a million times, expecting to feel the spark you never did the first time.

You’re right. The fact that the entire party of fifty guests caught you and Jill Moench kissing in the closet was a complete misunderstanding." Theo snorted, turning to Penny, "His girlfriend certainly got a surprise at her party. And it wasn’t the kind where everyone jumps out from behind the couch to yell, ‘Surprise!

The best couples share the load, divide the grief, and add to the peace, thereby multiplying joy.

Follow your heart only if it has your mind's feet.

Love is like slamming into a wall of concrete and asking to do it all again once the rubble is cleared.

The easiest way to remember your future wife’s birthday is to marry her on Super Bowl Sunday.

Let us remember to always rediscover one anotherbecause we are forever changing.

We like the wrong sorts of girls, they wrote. They are usually the ones worth writing about.

If you love a bird don't hold it too tightly or you'll soon be nursing a broken heart.

A kiss is the only thing you can throw at someone without being held criminally responsible.

How is it that there was never youuntil there wasand then all was you?

Some people are each holding on to a lover of theirs who no longer loves them and/or who they no longer love, only because they do not want to have a reason or another reason to be jealous of the person who would eventually be their lover if they let go of them.

What happens when I love, you ask, does the world start making sense? No, my dear, it does not. But it won’t matter to you then.

They call her love, love, love, love, love. She is love, and she is all I need.

Most women would each be left with fewer dreams or without a dream, if the institution of marriage were to be abolished.

Love is the greatest drug; joy is the strongest medicine; virtue is the noblest remedy; together, they are the greatest therapy.

They gave me a thousand reasons to leave you, but I found a thousand and one reasons to be with you.

The greatest thing about me isn’t even a part of me. It’s you.

I dunno." She sat on the bench and hugged the robe like a pillow. "I still think that Brett guy is cute.""Good luck getting him away from Bekka." Cleo gathered her silky black hair into a high pony and pink-dabbed Smith's Rosebud Salve on her lips. "She's got more grip than Crazy Glue.""More cling than Saran Wrap," Lala added."More hold than Final Net." Cleo giggled."More possession than The Exorcist," Lala managed."More clench than butt cheeks," Blue chimed in."More competition than American Idol," Frankie stuck out her chest and showed them her diva booty roll.The girls burst out laughing."Nice!" Blue lifted her purple gloved hand.Frankie slapped it without a single spark."I hate to be a downer..." Claudine shuffled back into the conversation wearing her slippers and robe. "But that girl will destroy you if she catches you with Brett.""I'm not worried," Frankie tossed her hair back. "I've seen all the teen movies, and the nice girl gets the boy in the end.

Wife: a former girlfriend

Some women would not cheat, and some would not have cheated, had they each married a man whom they love … or at least like.