The thing about impressing your girlfriend is that when you do something like a private island in Fiji, it’s all downhill from that point.

But with Christ, we have access in a one-to-one relationship, for, as in the Old Testament, it was more one of worship and awe, a vertical relationship. The New Testament, on the other hand, we look across at a Jesus who looks familiar, horizontal. The combination is what makes the Cross.

The truth is God created us to have relationship with us. He wants to love us and take care of us, and He wants us to love Him. That’s where our walk with Christ has to start.

The brain may be regarded as a kind of parasite of the organism, a pensioner, as it were, who dwells with the body.

I can’t deal with someone wanting to take a relationship backward or needing space or cheating on you. It’s a conscious thing; it’s a common-sense thing.

If I can give you one strong piece of advice, when you go away for that romantic weekend, whatever you do, do not accept or take the upgrade to the honeymoon suite.

I’m such a good lover because I practice a lot on my own.

I always wanted a great love affair: something that feels big and full, really honest, and enough. No moment should feel slight, false, or a little off. For me, it had to be everything.

At best, the renewal of broken relations is a nervous matter.

Marriage must be a relation either of sympathy or of conquest.

Where love is, there God is also.

My wife and I tried two or three times in the last 40 years to have breakfast together, but it was so disagreeable we had to stop.

There are two things that are more difficult than making an after-dinner speech: climbing a wall which is leaning toward you and kissing a girl who is leaning away from you.

Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move. Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love.

I’m afraid the SS’s relationship with the Catholic Church is something the Church still has to deal with and does not deny.

Mature love is composed and sustaining; a celebration of commitment, companionship, and trust.

My husband calls me ‚catfish.‘ He says I’m all mouth and no brains.

Instruments sound interesting, not because of their sound, but because of the relationship a player has with them. Instrumentalists build a rapport with their instruments, which is what you like and respond to.

I want to marry Arline because I love her – which means I want to take care of her. That is all there is to it. I want to take care of her. I am anxious for the responsibilities and uncertainties of taking care of the girl I love.

There are certain nights you and your image just aren’t in the same bed.

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.

Put a love note in his shaving kit before he leaves on a business trip.

Health is the greatest gift, contentment the greatest wealth, faithfulness the best relationship.

As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you.

‚Love Story‘ is actually about a guy that I almost dated. But when I introduced him to my family and my friends, they all said they didn’t like him. All of them!

God and I have a great relationship, but we both see other people.

Mad or glad, Mr. Reagan is head over heels in love with Mrs. Reagan and can’t even imagine a world without her – He loves her.

I have to be in tune. All the time. I have to be in tune with my husband, where he is, how he’s feeling. I have to be in tune with where my family is.

Being a good husband is like being a good stand-up comic – you need ten years before you can even call yourself a beginner.

The real lover is the man who can thrill you just by touching your head or smiling into your eyes – or just by staring into space.

Nothing flatters a man as much as the happiness of his wife; he is always proud of himself as the source of it.

Take my wife… Please!

Cause and effect are two sides of one fact.

I always play women I would date.

You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you have never had the courage to commit.

I love Brad in every state.

You are Mrs. Reagan because Mr. Reagan loves you with all his heart.

Whenever a husband and wife begin to discuss their marriage they are giving evidence at a coroner’s inquest.

Among the letters my readers write me, there is a certain category which is continuously growing, and which I see as a symptom of the increasing intellectualization of the relationship between readers and literature.

It seems to never occur to fools that merit and good fortune are closely united.

I kept a very full diary of my relationship with Nixon, for some strange reason, until he became president.

I have kind of a funny relationship with movies. I don’t have to see the whole movie to get an impression of it or to let it have an influence on me.

It is odd that we have so little relationship with nature, with the insects and the leaping frog and the owl that hoots among the hills calling for its mate. We never seem to have a feeling for all living things on the earth.

Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.

I take my wife everywhere, but she keeps finding her way back.

In my divorce, I stood up and said to my ex-wife, ‚Hey, I messed up. This had nothing to do with you. I didn’t understand what marriage was. I cheated. I was wrong. We couldn’t fix it; it got worse. I stepped away because I didn’t want it to get any worse. You’re the mother of my kids – I don’t want to hate you.‘

You teach your daughters the diameters of the planets and wonder when you are done that they do not delight in your company.

In the grip of a neurological disorder, I am fast losing control of words even as my relationship with the world has been reduced to them.

For what is love itself, for the one we love best? An enfolding of immeasurable cares which yet are better than any joys outside our love.

My wife used to be an anchorwoman in Arizona, so she knew John McCain, and she liked him, and I kinda liked him.

I have a really close relationship with Mike Bloomberg.

My wife dresses to kill. She cooks the same way.

But the relationship of morality and power is a very subtle one. Because ultimately power without morality is no longer power.

In a relationship each person should support the other; they should lift each other up.

Love is the missing factor; there is a lack of affection, of warmth in relationship; and because we lack that love, that tenderness, that generosity, that mercy in relationship, we escape into mass action, which produces further confusion, further misery.

As usual, there is a great woman behind every idiot.

My wife and I are very affectionate.

To me, if you’re trying to impress a girl, get a date, they’re gonna like that more because you’re a confident guy. That’s what it comes down to.

Naturally, there are times when every woman likes to be flattered… to feel she is the most important thing in someone’s world. Only a man can paint this picture.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

You would think that a rock star being married to a supermodel would be one of the greatest things in the world. It is.