70+ Funny Relatable Quotes About Love, Life And School
Published November 17, 2019
Here’s a selection of Relatable Quotes, covering topics such as sadness, crushes, girls and relationships.
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I might not be ready to pour out my feelings to the world, but i’d had enough of trying to ignore them.
For the first time in some years, I didn’t care what father said to me, even though I knew that by the end of the day my conscience would probably win out and I would end up apologizing to him as well.
I can’t think of any greater happiness than to be with you all the time, without interruption, endlessly, even though I feel that here in this world there’s no undisturbed place for our love, neither in the village nor anywhere else; and I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more.
Stubbornness and ignorance and determination are a very fine line from each other. I’m a very stubborn person, but not so stubborn that I can’t learn new things and meet new people, but I have a one-track mind.
I can’t help it. I’m a slytherin.”
and i’m the worst kind of slytherin. I’m the kind who’s so stupidly in love with a gryffindor, she can’t even function. I’m the draco from some shitty drarry fic that the author abandoned after four chapters.
But I can now understand why people read, why they like to get lost in somebody else’s life. Sometimes i’ll read a sentence and it will make me sit up, jolt me, because it is something that I have recently felt but never said out loud. I want to reach into the page and tell the characters that I understand them, that they’re not alone, that i’m not alone, that it’s ok to feel like this. And then the lunch bell rings, the book closes, and i’m plunged back into reality.
The young women in all the ya books I loved were high-school age. By eighteen, the majority of them had saved the world, not to mention: kissed people, traveled, been in a relationship, had sex. At twenty I felt like a pathetic, unaccomplished, uncultured, virgin grandma. It sounds like a joke now, but at the time, around all these people my age casually discussing all of the above, I felt so small.
Would you notice me” is a beautifully intense read. The imagery is engaging….”the merlot waterfall” and “confetti’d parts” lines for instance, and the the voice of the poem as a whole.
I hope that people can relate to my music, it’s very relatable, it’s very fun, it’s very honest. It’s very, very, honest. I know that my fans will probably learn a lot about me by listening to my music, if they really listen to the lyrics. I’m sure they’ll learn about a new side to me, it’s all very honest, I don’t put on any… there’s no fake-ness to it, it’s very real and I hope my fans can relate to it and that it’s enjoyable for all ages.
Fur trade’s damn near gone; pilgrims pourin’ in over the trails me and all the others opened up. Hate to see it. Why, I seen five white people just last month. Five! gettin’ so’s a body can’t even be alone no more.
William W. Johnstone
I think characters are most terrifying when they’re relatable. It’s best when your most horrible characters make sense, and are believable. That’s when a movie is most terrifying.
I am really fascinated by self-sabotage. I think that there’s not a person I know who doesn’t fall victim to it. It’s essential to the human condition, and relatable.
Mum’s mobile was the most immoblie cell phone in the world. It often lived on the top of the bookshelf closest to the front door. It was there so she’d see it before she left the house. The trouble was, mum was alwayd leaving the house in a mad rush and the mobile stayed put.
[…] the day had been long and her emotions were toast.
Adolescent sanity is so twentieth century.
But there were worse things than disappointment, and i’d lived through several of them already.
But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless that I couldn’t do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn’t in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get.” I know what she’s talking about. The something deeper and more secret. It’s like cracks inside of you. Like there are these fault lines where things don’t meet up right.
There is no justice in following unjust laws.
As the divine tongue, I came here not only to perform my duties as a taster… But also to meet with various authority figures and key members of the culinary industry. Someday, I will shoulder both the nakiri family as well as japan’s culinary world. It was imperative that I be shown off so as to impress upon the right people that I was a person to be respected and followed. it was simply a business transaction, one meant to further nakiri interests. Whenever I left the nakiri mansion, it was always for some official business like that. looking back on it now… I think that the young me was so used to being led around that she never tried to look at things for herself.” “that can’t be right. Um… As the daughter of the mito group… I got to officially meet with you a time or two when we were both kids. Even back then, I thought you were amazing, miss erina. A-as another kid from a big business family… I know what you’re going through.” “mito?” “um! n-not to imply that my family is anywhere near as important as the nakiris! and i’d never do anything so rude and disrespectful as imply that the two of us are in any way equal! it’s just… I know what it’s like to be bound by family duty.” i will not have the mito family heir showing any signs of meek girliness! listen, ikumi. You must be strong! think of nothing else! “but in my case, the pressure from my family got to be too much. It overwhelmed me, and, well… I kinda went off the rails until recently. you had to be under way more pressure than I ever was, miss erina. but you always appeared graceful and acted with dignity.
Would I show my body off if I was thinner? Probably not, because my body is mine. I think I remind everyone of themselves. I’m not saying everyone is my size, but it’s relatable because I’m not perfect, and I think a lot of people are portrayed as perfect, unreachable and untouchable.
Important: one must never ever use tampons and ben & jerry’s as each other’s decoy purchases, as this suggests you are some sort of bridget jones situation who needs ice cream to soothe her menses a-bloo-bloos, which defeats the entire purpose of decoy purchases, albert einstein.
As an audience member, I live vicariously through the characters I watch or read about. There’s something very relatable about comic-book characters. They’re never perfect. They’re flawed people put in extraordinary circumstances.
James Badge Dale
Stories change hearts and then hearts change the world.
Inside every cynical person, there is a disappointed idealist.
But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless that I couldn’t do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn’t in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get.
During my career I’ve enjoyed re-invigorating and contextualizing classic characters that are relatable to contemporary audiences.
David S. Goyer
What would you do if you only had one day left in this world? spend it with the people you love? travel to the far corners of the earth to see as many wonders as possible? eat nothing but chocolate? would you apologize for all your mistakes? would you stand up to those you’d never had the courage to face? would you tell your secret crush that you loved him or her? why is it that we wait till the last minute to do the things we should be doing all along?.
Following instructions is overrated.
I don’t even want a boyfriend. I just want someone who wants to hang out all the time, and thinks I’m the best person in the world, and wants to have sex with only me.
He must think I am a complete moron, so I might as well just shut my mouth like I do, that way I look introspective and quasi deep when in all reality I am thinking about the frozen burrito I had last night and how it compared to the taco bell burrito I had the night before that; wondering which is better nutritiously speaking.
What is “this drive”? It’s the tendency to not simply accept things as they are but to want to think about them, to understand them. To not be content to simply feel sad but to ask what sadness means. To not just get a bus pass but to think about the economic reasons getting a bus pass makes sense. I call this tendency the intellectual.
I find beauty in melancholy.
For once, i’m going to know how it feels to be beautiful – just like normal girls.
Allayne L. Webster
It was a wednesday, I think. Yes, a wednesday, that miserable day sandwiched between the dreadful monday and tuesday and the ‘all right’ thursday and friday, which ultimately gave way to what I hoped woud be a glorious weekend.
But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenseless that I couldn’t do it.
And even though I laughed with them, it felt like I was watching the whole thing from somewhere else, like I was watching a movie about my life instead of living it.
Believing that you can move mountains sometimes is more important than actually having the ability to do so.
Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?
A. A. Milne
I read a book one day and my whole life was changed.
Most people don’t see that they have options beyond what society tells them to do. That’s the biggest problem. They honestly believe that compliance is the shortcut to success.
I like things that are weirdly imaginative and couldn’t be real, but I also like stories that are recognizable and relatable.
Brian K. Vaughan
Lily had lived with the same pain for so long it felt like a part of her. The worst days, though, were when the pain was different. When it came faster, or harsher, or fiercer than she was used to. When it prickled instead of throbbed. When it attacked her right ankle instead of her left knee. When it woke her up at night instead of aching dully first thing in the morning. On those days, her standard-issue pain was replaced by something different and frightening, something that took over her body and left her without the slightest clue of when, or even if, it would release her.
those times, her pain wasn’t a part of her anymore. Those times, she was a part of it.
It’s always better to leave the party early.
So, I keep thinking about the idea of secret identities. Do you ever feel locked into yourself? i’m not sure if i’m making sense here. I guess what I mean is that sometimes it seems like everyone knows who I am except me.
It gave him the same odd sense of dislocation, though; that sense of losing some valuable part of himself that could not survive the passage back to daily life. Each time, the passage became more difficult.
Sweet mother, I cannot weave – slender aphrodite has overcome me with longing for a girl.
The funniest novel you’ve never read. . . . Afternoon Men is a revelation to sophisticated readers of every stripe, but especially to a certain kind of artist manqu on the brink of discovering that life is a more difficult business than he ever had reason to expect. . . . The subject matter is ‘relatable,’ as my students like to say. Better still, though, is what you can learn about the craft of writing from this marvelous book. . . . Indeed, if you’re looking for a funny, nonportentous Hemingway, then the early Powell is your man.
I squinted at her. “you’re an adult.” “you’re an adult too.” “but you’re an older adult. You’ve had more practice.” mom leaned back and laughed.
Maybe i’d always been broken and dark inside.
Sarah J. Maas
I get that racism exists, but it’s not a catalyst for my content. I don’t need to talk about race to have material. My style of comedy is more self-deprecating. I think that makes me more relatable. When you deal with ‘topics’ – race, white versus black – you’re not separating from the pack. You’re doing what everybody else is doing.
For years I’ve wanted to live according to everyone else’s morals. I’ve forced myself to live like everyone else, to look like everyone else. I said what was necessary to join together, even when I felt separate. And after all of this, catastrophe came. Now I wander amid the debris, I am lawless, torn to pieces, alone and accepting to be so, resigned to my singularity and to my infirmities. And I must rebuild a truth-after having lived all my life in a sort of lie.
When people believe a conclusion is true, they are also very likely to believe arguments that appear to support it, even when these arguments are unsound.
Baking was a science, precise, just mix it all together and let the oven do the work. But actually cooking, she couldn’t cook a tasty meal if her life depended on it.
It makes me sad because it only exists in words.
I miss you in waves and tonight i’m drowning. You left me fending for my life and it feels like you’re the only one who can bring me back to the shore alive.