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“That's how it started: a series of small hurts and excuses between two people that built up slowly, widening over time to form a vast and yawning divide.”
― Nenia Campbell, Terrorscape

“I'm always looking for what will make me whole. What will make me happy? Somewhere along the way I started to think it wasn't Helen anymore. She hasn't changed. Her laugh is still the one I remember. Her finger is still the one I put the ring on all those years ago. I can't understand why I don't want to curve next to her, keep her back warm anymore. Surely you don't lose love like keys?”
― Cath Crowley, The Life and Times of Gracie Faltrain

“Sometimes the comfort of being in a relationship lulls you into mundane complacency; you become irrelevant in each other’s lives. We call this phenomenon
'growing apart'.”
― Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience

“If it doesn't agree with your spirit let it go.”
― Germany Kent

“But friendships are mercurial. They're shape-shifters. I've learned to allow them to fluctuate and take new forms. I love my friends; that's all that matters.”
― Rachel Harrison, The Return

“He loved her; in some ways he was devoted to her. But he couldn't reach her, and it was the same on her side. It was as if they'd drunk some fatal potion that would keep them forever apart, even though they lived in the same house, ate at the same table, slept in the same bed.”
― Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

“Times and scenes like that put Janie to thinking about the inside state of her marriage. Time came when she fought back with her tongue as best she could, but it didn’t do her any good. It just made Joe do more. He wanted her submission and he’d keep on fighting until he felt he had it. So gradually, she pressed her teeth together and learned to hush. The spirit of the marriage left the bedroom and took to living in the parlor. It was there to shake hands whenever company came to visit, but it never went back inside the bedroom again. So she put something in there to represent the spirit like a Virgin Mary image in a church. The bed was no longer a daisy-field for her and Joe to play in. It was a place where she went and laid down when she was sleepy and tired. She wasn’t petal-open anymore with him.”
― Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

“I had found a woman whom I had not known, and who from day to day had grown stranger to me, yet closer. Now she seemed to be slipping away from me again, into a realm where all names are forgotten, where there is only darkness and perhaps certain unknown laws of darkness. She rejected that dark realm; she came back, but she no longer
belonged to me as I had tried to believe. Perhaps she had never belonged to me; who, after all, belongs to whom, and what is it to belong to someone, to belong to one another? Isn't it a forlorn illusion, a convention? Time and again she turned back, as she called it, for an hour, for the duration of a glance, for a night. And always I felt like a bookkeeper who is not allowed to audit. I could only accept without question whatever this unaccountable, unhappy, damned, and beloved creature chose to be and to tell me. ... Loneliness demands a companion and does not ask who it is. If you don't know that, you may have been alone, but you were never lonely.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, The Night in Lisbon

“A main reason for our experience of pain is because of our eagerness to bring people we love or care about into our own growth spurts and into our own leaps forward that they are simply not ready to morph into. You could be a tree sprouting new branches left and right or a planetary wonder hurtling space rocks igniting the skies in glowing streaks, then the other person or people are plantlings still forming roots, or, sunbeams that want to stay on bedroom walls. See, that hurts. It hurts to grow alone, it hurts to realise that someone else won't be coming with you.”
― C. JoyBell C.

“I never thought a little time and space would turn into miles and worlds apart”
― Anonymous

“We did not exist, the we we thought we'd always be.”
― Catherine Lacey, Nobody Is Ever Missing

“Some people change quicker than others. Sometimes people don't change at all, but their context changes, and just by being the same they change.”
― Jonathan Evison, All About Lulu

“And all the time the line of force which bound her to her husband stretched and vibrated so that her heart in secret haemorrhage, gushed blood.”
― Iris Murdoch, The Message to the Planet

“Now ladies, please get this: the moment you claim full ownership over your man (as in, he is NOW my man, 'My property!'), you not only lose your ability to overwhelm him with DESIRE, but you are also taking away his total freedom and smoothening rather than sharpening his EDGES to be his BEST loving and passionate self. To claim your man 'entirely' dampens his passion for you substantially.”
― Lebo Grand

“Why do people stay together?â€� she asks a few minutes later.
In long term relationships? I ask.
‘In marriages,� she says.
Because they love each other, I say. They’re committed to each other. There’s comfort there, security.
‘No. They stay together because it’s expected, because it’s what they know. They try to make it work, to endure it, and end up living under some kind of spiritual anesthetic. They go on, but they are numb. And the more I think, the more I think there’s nothing worse than to live your life this way. Detached, but abiding. It’s immoral.”
― Iain Reid

“That's the thing with fences, though—where properties touch, only on person has to create a divide for both to feel the separation.”
― Janice Lynn Mather, Facing the Sun

“- But if I am going to fail, I say.
- If I am not going to end up in LA after all spending weekends with you and watching our dreams come true,
I don’t want to risk falling for you again just to say goodbye, I guess.”
― Robby Weber, If You Change Your Mind

“She hates these life transitions, the slow unraveling of relationships that once meant everything to you. First you leave behind your elementary school friends, then high school, then college. The pattern continues if you move jobs or cities. Every time she relocated, she left behind another set of wonderful friends. It became overwhelming, then impossible, to keep in close touch with everyone; the task would have been a full-time job. Once she had a partner and children, forget about it. With distance comes distance.”
― Stephanie Wrobel, The Hitchcock Hotel

“You have layers over layers of a memory in a place. There is the deepest layer, with the ones you love the most, or have the most memories with. Years and years and years. Maybe, you think, I'll make new memories here with new people. Because you can't give up the place entirely-it's physically impossible, or emotionally.
And there you are, and both you and the place are layered, like wallpaper on top of wallpaper for centuries, and you'd have to peel everything away, you'd have to be the bare boards, no memories, nothing left. To get rid of some things, you'd have to get rid of everything.
So then you are. There you are. Living on.
A house with ghosts.”
― Ally Condie, The Only Girl in Town