Francis Bacon Quotes

I have never made a friend from whom I could not separate, and I have never made an enemy that I could not approach.

I don't think anything's ever simple. Everyone's just trying to understand each other, and whether that's because you're in a relationship or because you're meeting their friends or because their meeting your brother or whatever it is, nothing like that is ever smooth running.

Working with people, the musical part is one thing but the personal part is totally different and just as critical. If the friendship is there and it's a lasting friendship, then it will take care of itself.

Personal relationships are the fertile soil from which all advancement, all success, all achievement in real life grows.

Relationships are interesting to me. Not just between men and women, but fathers and sons, brothers and sisters and friends.

As we mature, there are people with whom we run out of steam, but there are also those with whom a little straight talking would prove rewarding.

All things come down to your personal relationships.

...people have character strength but they lack communication skills, and that undoubtedly affects the quality of relationships as well.

You can learn a lot from your lovers, but-for the most part-you get to keep your friends longer, and you learn more from them.

I only asked my friends to be friendly and polite, I found them indifferent and censorious; The one I left to silence, the other to reproach: God send me over all such friends victorious.

In marriage people get in fights because they don't communicate, because you don't want to hurt the other person. If you do want to hurt the other person, then shame on you - you're an asshole. My wife and I do not argue. We communicate. We talk. But we've never fought in our entire relationship.

One realizes that human relationships are the tragic necessity of human life; that they can never be wholly satisfactory, that every ego is half the time greedily seeking them, and half the time pulling away from them. In those simple relationships of loving husband and wife, affectionate sisters, children and grandmother, there are innumerable shades of sweetness and anguish which make up the pattern of our lives day by day, though they are not down in the list of subjects from which the conventional novelist works.

If a relationship is going to work, it will require compromise and, even then, it is not always going to end the way you want it to.

Try to understand men. If you understand each other you will be kind to each other. Knowing a man well never leads to hate and almost always leads to love.

We can use the romantic relationship as a microcosmic example. Until you really understand the other person and where they're coming from and you understand yourself and how you contribute to things, you can never make that relationship better. And I think sometimes people don't understand how much these things are related.

There are answers which, in turning away wrath, only send it to the other end of the room, and to have a discussion coolly waived when you feel that justice is all on your own side is even more exasperating in marriage than in philosophy.

You have to have a patience for relationships.

Ultimately the bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or in friendship, is conversation, and conversation must have a common basis, and between two people of widely different culture the only common basis possible is the lowest level.

Ask God to show you any changes you need to make in your relationships. And make sure your closest relationship continues to be with Jesus Himself.

Do let him read the papers. But not while you accusingly tiptoe around the room, or perch much like a silent bird of prey on the edge of your most uncomfortable chair. (He will read them anyway, and he should read them, so let him choose his own good time.) Don't make a big exit. Just go. But kiss him quickly, before you go, otherwise he might think you are angry; he is used to suspecting he is doing something wrong.

The next time you're mad at me, talk to me,' he said. 'Don't shut me out. I don't like playing games. And by the way, I had a great time, too.

Love with its paraphernalia of sexuality, jealousy, nostalgia and exaltation was easier to reognize than friendship, which seemed to have (excepting athletic equipment) no paraphernalia at all.

One open way of speaking introduces another open way of speaking, and draws out discoveries, like wine and love.

There's no more usual basis of union than mutual misunderstanding.

Love and trust, in the space between what’s said and what’s heard in our life, can make all the difference in the world.