Sentences with phrase «truly feel about each other»

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Peter Karpinski In college, before I was CEO of Sage Restaurant Group, my lacrosse coach and mentor at West Point, Major David Nadeau, told me, «You don't have to worry about the next day if you truly believe in yourself, and can instill those feelings into others.»

Reach the point at which you feel confident helping others fit in, and that's when you truly fit in — because then it's no longer about you: It's about the group and the people in that group.

You have to tell yourself that in order to feel good about using a crutch of a god in your life because you can't truly cope with the reality of living on this planet, dealing with others that don't view life as you do.

I truly enjoy hearing other people tell their stories, about where they come from and the lives they lead, in the same way that I feel at ease telling them about mine.

I gave her my casual angry vegan speech, something about the cruelty of the food and how could somebody choose a good dish over saving others» lives, but deep inside I was truly sad and felt like my life is not going to be the same anymore without this dish.

The other day, T and I got in a screaming stand - off about which I feel truly ashamed.

in addition, non-philosophy customers will see first - hand that philosophy is more than just another bath and body brand — they'll truly understand that the company is about living joyously, feeling well and being good to yourself and others.

I discovered that, the closer I felt to who I truly was, the fewer opinions I had about how others lived.

Compassion means feeling for others, and truly caring about them and what they are going through.

We can decide to ignore our assumptions about what others are thinking and dress how we truly feel every day.

My friends say I'm outgoing, funny, honest, and one who truly cares about the feelings of others.

We sometimes feel very alone out here in the rural Texas Panhandle, but your email reminded us that we are part of a bigger team and that there ARE people out there like us who truly care about being of service to others.

Peter Bognanni's The House of Tomorrow is a fresh and creative novel that I truly enjoyed reading... The plot of the story isn't particularly fast - paced or driving, and at times it feels slow, but [the novel] is more about the rich conversations people have while practicing musical instruments together, how sharing CDs can be a window into someone's soul and how shared situations create a deep bond between people even if they don't always treat each other right, just like Sid and Nancy.

When you learn more about what the different ingredients do, you will feel more confident that you are truly purchasing the best dog food for Bulldogs or any other breed you may have.

Truly I was ecstatic to see Rayman take the win, to see that other people felt the same about the game as I did.

«The successful networkers I know, the ones receiving tonnes of referrals and feeling truly happy about themselves, continually put the other person's needs ahead of their own.»

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

Something about popping in truly wireless earbuds into your ears makes you feel like you're living in the future in a way that few other gadgets can.

This includes: planning when to have the slow sex practice; talking about the sensations and emotions that come up for both partners, while they happen; telling each other what you really want and what truly makes you feel connected.

But to truly be able to do this, partners need to feel comfortable talking about sex with each other and asking for each other's feedback and guidance.

Although the non-depressed partner should never be made entirely responsible for the depressed partner's feelings, it goes along way if the non-depressed partner is willing to listen and show that he or she truly cares about what might be bothering the other person.

Once they understood this and were able to declare that each truly wanted to take care of the other, they could then talk about what they wanted their home to feel like, and how they might create that space together.

The truly happy couples you know are the couples who you like to be around because their ease with one another makes you feel at ease, who can get real about lived relationship struggles while holding hands, who are constantly finding new ways to share their love with others — and who are typically anywhere from 50 to 80 years old.

I can top all of you being in a wait and see relationship for 24 years, good times, great sex but no respect; it has taken me this long to realize that love doesn't hurt; love cares what the other person's needs are and tries to fulfill them; the plain truth is that this guy is a user out of our good nature; the worse of the worse because they know the feelings and hurt in someone and they continue to take, string along to fulfill their own needs; it isn't about how much we love them; it is about how little that they love us; no one lets a person that they truly love be in pain, year after year; it is a defect in their make up and a defect in ours to stay and settle for less than we deserve; there is love after this and we have to learn to love ourself enough to stop this pain on our own behalf; mine has thrown me out like an old shoe over and over and I forgive him, not now; I forgive myself for wasting time and need to move on to find someone who isn't selfish and using; I can't change him, I can only change me and that I am going to do; there is a saying that if you aren't over him you are under him, exactly l see you and best of luck to my poor replacement.

Relationships thrive when we truly care about each other's feelings.

I feel honored to assist couples in using these strengths to find middle ground, engage in curiousity about the other's experience, and find the capacity to truly listen and adjust to the answers.

At the same time, observe the body language and tone of the other party during the negotiations to determine what's truly important to the other side and how they feel about your offers.