Best 5029 quotes in «together quotes» category

He did everything to-get-her but together was never his goal.

He gave a final shake of his coat. I go to the hunt!

He had the red serviette tucked into his t-shirt at the neck which made me laugh. He hadn’t done this since our third date when I had told him off for his bad manners.

Here's another poem, like all others before and after, dedicated to you. There isn't anything left to be said but I will spend my life trying to put you into words. You who is every goodness, every optimism and hope. Your love is a better fate for me than anything I could wish for. If you are a part of me, then you’re the best part. And if you're separate from me, then you are my destination. But I’ve become a weary traveller, so please, let us never be apart.

He was beautiful and still is, we just couldn’t flow within the same constellation.

How can you lose me? You’ve owned me from the first moment I saw you.

Husbands and wives need to return regularly to the kinds of romantic activities that drew them together in the first place.

I ain't got no money, I ain't got no car to take you on a date, I can't even buy you flowers, but together we'll be the perfect friend.

I always say that “if we eat together, we can work together.

I am certain, my love, that poetry was born only after your birth.

I am looking for the one I can’t fool.

I can never do justice to the great feeling of amazement and encouragement I felt when, perhaps for the first time in American history, white citizens of a Southern state banded together to come to Selma and show their indignation about the injustices against the African-Americans.

I came to pen another poem for you, but even every unwritten poem is you.

I can't lie. This—me and you—scares the shit out of me." I'd be worried if she weren't frightened. "Me too, but wouldn't you rather be scared together than be miserable apart? Because I know that's what I'd be without you.

I could only see you. I only wanted to be with you. But marriage is never just two people, is it? It's so much more.

I didn’t know what it was, who I was or who he was. I just knew what we could have become as one.

Hygge is a practice related to how we create and preserve meaning in the places we inhabit, how we make homes that comfort us and bring us together. ...then we begin to really inhabit a place or a moment in time and open ourselves to what it has to give.

I don’t understand why destiny allowed some people to meet, when there’s no way for them to be together.

I don’t want anything else bad to happen,” she whispered, her voice choked with tears. “I’m so sick to death of bad things happening, of seeing bad things that happened in the past! And I’m guilty of so many things. I’m sorry that I killed Mrs. Matthias and wrecked her stupid greenhouse back in the Eighties and I’m sorry I left you here alone while I went around the world.” “I wasn’t alone though, I knew you were doing what you wanted to do and that you were still alive, so I wasn’t really alone, I knew you were still there somewhere,” Alecto told her. His damaged smile and downcast, sorrowful eyes were draped in the shadow of the night, saving Mandy the trouble of seeing.

If I can’t be your love, then let me be a simple brooch so I may rest a while against your chest. If I can’t be your love, then let me be a forgotten coin so I may rest a while against your thigh. If I can’t be your love, then let me be an unlit cigarette so I may rest a while in between your lips. If I can’t be your love, then let me at least remain in these words so I may rest a while in your thoughts.

If a man has gold, he lives with the terror that someone will take it away from him, so he builds walls around it. Then everyone knows where the gold is, so they come and take it. That’s the way it always goes, brother. Fools and gold, together.

If I’m not around I hope you’ll remember me and together we will hold on to our favorite song.

If I lived around the corner we would still be together, but honestly, it would’ve been for all the wrong reasons.

If on any given day you don't cry from rejoicing in the beauty of the world, then you have not lived that day.

If only two were one, it was us.

If you define yourself by the title of coach or boss, you’ll never earn real trust from your players or employees.

I don’t know why everyone is still trying to find out whether heaven and hell exist. Why do we need more evidence? They exist here on this very Earth. Heaven is standing atop Mount Qasioun overlooking the Damascene sights with the wind carrying Qabbani’s dulcet words all around you. And hell is only four hours away in Aleppo where children’s cries drown out the explosions of mortar bombs until they lose their voice, their families, and their limbs. Yes, hell certainly does exist right now, at this moment, as I pen this poem. And all we’re doing to extinguish this hellfire is sighing, shrugging, liking, and sharing. Tell me: what exactly does that make us? Are we any better than the gatekeepers of hell?

If you can love one person, you can love everyone.

If you can't work it out together then let each other go freely. You loved her once. She is still that same person. Think of that person you once loved. She is that person whether you are together or not.

I grew up in an era that was a golden age of the blockbuster, when something we might call a family film could have universal appeal. That's something I want to see again. In terms of the tone of the film, it looks at where we are as a people and has a universality about human experience.

If You Respect Their Preparation, You never Drop the Baton

If I could count the infinity of you I’d place each second within your soul, and lay my breath between the stars that form your heart and whole.

I got married. A bright past is ahead of me!

I have outlived a few of the kids that I grew up with in Knowsley Village, Liverpool, UK. Two dropped dead at eighteen years of age from heart attacks! They lived across the road from each other and played together. I wonder if it was some exposure that was common to them? Curiously, an entire family of three ladies all got breast cancer just round the corner from them, it killed my friend! A little further up the road another friend dropped dead of brain cancer in her thirties. Always seemed like far too much premature death in such a small area.

I hate going through this when we just found...," his voice trailed off. "Found what?" "Each other," he finished, half-smiling.

I have every confidence that you’ll find a way to end my life before I stain the world with evil.” Rebellion in those eyes. “We die,” she said, “we die together. That’s the deal.” He thought about his final thoughts as he’d fallen with her in New York, her body broken in his arms, her voice less than a whisper in his mind. He hadn’t considered holding onto his eternity for a second, had chosen to die with her, with his hunter. That she would choose to do the same . . . His hands clenched. “We die,” he repeated, “we die together.” A moment of utter silence, the sense of something being locked into place.

I'll forget me. You forget you. We can be one together, happily.

I just want to talk to you. Not through a text , email, phone call or video call. I want to talk to you when we are actually together. Because I am so sick of this distance

Imperfections & failure are as much a blessing as our talents & success. Together we must dare to be ourselves so that we may live beyond our wildest dreams

I’ll try just putting one foot in front of the other, and walk a step at a time without rushing. So I can burn the path into my memory while I can still see it. So that when all this is over, I can find my way back. Because I intend to come back. Hopefully with all of us together.

I'm tired of being inside my head. I want to live out here, with you.

I’m with you guys ‘til the end.

Individually, we are one drop. Together, we are an Ocean.

I see your pain as clearly as I feel my own. I will share your burden so you feel it less. Do not hate this world. Do not hate these people. I will share my hope so you feel it more. I want you to see our love as clearly as I feel yours.

I never had any problem with my heart, till I met you!

I realized I didn't need to be scared of being alone. It's okay to be alone, to not be with someone. What I really should be scared of is being with the wrong person. The kind of person who tries to change you. Who makes you feel like you're doing everything wrong. Who makes you feel like you need his approval. It's better to be alone for the rest of your life than to spend forever with someone like that.

I stare at the stars... And even though there are so many and they look so close together, I know they are light years apart. The glitter in the sky looks as if I could scoop it all up in my hands and let the stars swirl and touch one another, but they are so distant, so very far apart, that they cannot feel the warmth of each other, even though they are made of burning. This is the secret of the stars, I tell myself. In the end, we are alone. No matter how close you seem, no one else can touch you.

It is better to wake up alone, knowing you are alone, than to wake up with someone, still being lonely.

It is not until you rhyme with a person that makes you their perfect match, it is when you are satisfied with each others peculiarities, and find jewels in their loopholes.

It never truly mattered. None of it. Neither of us. It was one out of billion moments and I took it for more than it was; that’s why we’re always so brokenhearted.