Josh Silver Quotes

Arguments could fill a marriage like water, running through everything, always, with no taste or color but lots of noise.

There is love there. And then there's times when I can't even stomach Simon. You don't have to sit next to him. That's all I have to say.

To be clear: we have fights and problems like any other couple.

When you have a girlfriend, there are many things that are irritating every day, every night. I'm sure it's different for everyone, but when you fight, it gets really annoying.

My boyfriend and I like to fight a lot. I have a lot of problems. He has a lot of problems. Somehow, we always work them out and find a way back to each other.

When love is not at its height, it always creates a mess.

In love there are two evils: war and peace.

The battles, the fights, the bruises, the bites. That's the way true love grows.

I hate you!” I screamed at Fang. Tucking my wings in, I aimed downward, diving toward the ground at more than two hundred miles an hour. “No you dooonnn’t!” Fang’s voice spiraled away into nothingness, far above me. Inside my head, almost drowned out by the roar of wind rushing by my ears, I heard the Voice make a tsking sound. You guys are crazy about each other, it said.

If it's us", she whispered, "how come you get to decide?" When he didn't answer - couldn't answer - she turned and stared out the front window. As it turned out, they were still in the parking lot. They hadn't gotten anywhere at all.

Don't do this to us." He warned, his voice hoarse with angry desperation as he realize he was losing her. "You're letting eleven years of mistrust color everything you've discovered I've done".

Fang and I are always fighting. When we get up in the morning, we don't kiss; we touch gloves.

In every relationship, sooner or later, there is a court scene. Accusations, counter-accusations, a trial, a verdict.

Not everyone wants to know everything their partner did. Maybe it's enough to say, "Things aren't going well in our marriage. I've made mistakes. I don't think you've been a good partner to me. How do we go forward together?" I think there's a different answer for every couple. But I think intimacy is asking that question.

It is an illusion to think that the matter can be resolved through words.

[O]rganized violence punctuated by committee meetings.

Talkin', talkin, talkin', talk. Baby, let's just knock it off. They don't know what we been through. They don't know 'bout me and you.

If people are jumping down people's throats all the time, in the end, they'll just shrivel up like a flower shrivels up that's not watered.

We have to choose between dialogue and utter devastation.

Ultimately it boils down to the same thing all relationships boil down to: eating humble pie. I sometimes eat quite a lot. But, however bitter it might taste, it's the best pie. It's on the menu constantly for both parties.

Most people are only too delighted to wreck each other's heads. And for the tiny minority who do their pathetic best not to, this world is going to go right ahead and make sure they do it anyway.

Given two tempers and the time, the ordinary marriage produces anarchy.

The foolish race of mankind are swarming below in the night; they shriek and rage and quarrel - and all of them are right.

A woman springs a sudden reproach upon you which provokes a hot retort, and then she will presently ask you to apologize.

I'm sorry," she says. I wheel around. "You know, you're a total know-it-all. And it's incredibly rude sometimes; I mean, you're not perfect either, and you act like it's my fault but it's not my fault for being quiet or your fault for being a know-it-all. It's not your problem or my problem; it's their problem. They're the demented ones, not us, so don't take it out on me, because the only thing that holds things together for me is having someone else on the Not Demented Team.