Quotes about mate
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“Doctors is all swabs…and that doctor there, why, what do he know about seafaring men? I been in places hot as pitch, and mates dropping round with Yellow Jack, and the blessed land a-heaving like the sea with earthquakes — what do the doctor know of lands like that?”

Robert Louis Stevenson book Treasure Island

and I lived on rum, I tell you.
Source: Treasure Island (1883), Ch. 3, The Black Spot.

Men, Sea

“Misses! the tale that I relate
This lesson seems to carry —
Choose not alone a proper mate,
But proper time to marry.”

William Cowper (1731–1800) (1731–1800) English poet and hymnodist

"Pairing Time Anticipated, Moral" (c. 1794).

Time

“I'm too hot to mate.”

Bill Allred

Radio From Hell (June 15, 2007)

“Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.”

Elizabeth Gilbert book Eat, Pray, Love

Eat, Pray, Love (2006)
Context: People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.
A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.
A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master…

Life, Soul, love

“True marriage is the union that mates
Equal with equal.”

Aeschylus Prometheus Bound

Source: Prometheus Bound, line 890 (tr. G. M. Cookson)

Marriage

“Love, the secret and unofficial heart of pair-bonding behavior, is a force to be reckoned with but never predicted. Love supersedes all other directives and cancels previous obligations. The shared look of love is love’s preview, presenting a foretaste of the joys and sorrows to come, and setting into motion the automatic mating machinery upon which the success and stability of the State depends.”

Robert Sheckley (1928–2005) American writer

Sneak Previews (p. 85)
Short fiction, The Robot Who Looked Like Me (1978)

Love, Secret, Making love, Behavior

“The proportions, the black hair, the dark eyes, everything was the same. Only, giant. It short-circuited his neural wiring. The lizard living at the back of his brain kept jumping back and forth between Mate with it! and Flee from it!”

Daniel Abraham (1969) speculative fiction writer from the United States

Source: Caliban's War (2012), Chapter 42 (p. 459)

“To marry a man without loving him, which was what I had just done, not really perceiving it, was a wicked action, I saw. Stiff with remorse and terror, I lay under the thin blanket through a good part of the night; as far as I could tell from what seemed a measureless distance, my untroubled mate was sleeping.”

Mary McCarthy (1912–1989) American writer

Source: How I Grew (1987), Ch. 9, last lines of book

Love, Making love, Sleep, Parting

“He suggests that mates should practice a variety of sexual postures in order to prevent mechanicality and predictability and to enhance the pleasure. He also points out the erotozones of a woman’s body and how different erotozones are awakened at different times according to the lunar influence.”

Vātsyāyana Indian logician

Source: Literary Vision, p. 164

Pleasure, Time

“Paul Cilliers was a remarkable Renaissance man and one of the most important academics and Afrikaner intellectuals that this country has produced. I had the privilege of knowing him for close on thirty years as friend, colleague and soul mate with a shared love of ideas, music, food, social interaction and a burning interest in complexity and complex systems.”

Paul Cilliers (1956–2011) South African philosopher

Jannie Hofmeyr cited in: Stellenbosch University mourns passing of top academic http://blogs.sun.ac.za/news/2011/08/01/stellenbosch-university-mourns-passing-of-top-academic/ at blogs.sun.ac.za, 2011/08/01

Love, Making love, Food, Music

“He’s been a reference to all his team-mates throughout the years and is now in history for such a brilliant career at his club for all his life.”

Steven Gerrard (1980) English footballer

Iker Casillas, Real Madrid Legend ( Source https://arjyomitra94.wordpress.com/2015/07/06/quotes-on-steven-gerrard/)

Life, History

“Films of the mating behavior of most other species — a staple of public television of America — demonstrate that the female chooses.”

Camille Paglia (1947) American writer

Males pursue, show off, brawl, scuffle, and make general fools of themselves for love. A major failing of most feminist ideology is its dumb, ungenerous stereotyping of men as tyrants and abusers, when in fact — as I know full well from my own mortifying lesbian experience — men are tormented by women’s flirtatiousness and hemming and hawing, their manipulations and changeableness, their humiliating rejections. Cock teasing is a universal reality. It is part of women’s merciless testing and cold-eyed comparison shopping for potential mates. Men will do anything to win the favor of women.
Source: Vamps and Tramps (1994), "No Law in the Arena: A Pagan Theory of Sexuality", p. 35

Behavior

“Shedding tears we spend the night in this deepening dark,
Our day is but a long struggle against an uphill path,
Not a single moment goes when we don't bewail our lot,
Lo! we cast a lingering look on these doors and walls.
Fare thee well, my countrymen, we are going afar!
We wish you well, O friends, leave you to His care,
And entrust our Qaiser Bagh to the blowing air,
While we give our tender heart to terror and despair.
Fare thee well, my countrymen, we are going afar!
I am betrayed by my friends, whom should I excuse?
Except God the gracious, I have no refuge,
I can't escape exile, under any excuse.
Lo, we cast a lingering look on the doors and wells,
Fare thee well, my countrymen, we are going afar!
I have been told this much too, ah! the scourage of time!
The servant calls his master 'mad,' a travesty of the mind.
As for me, I cannoy help, but rot in alien climes.
Lo, we cast a lingering look on these doors and walls,
Fare thee well, my countrymen, we are gong afar!
This is the cause of my regret, to whom should I complain?
What wondrous goods of mine are subjected to disdain,
My exile has raised a storm in the whole domain.
Lo we cast a lingering look on the doors and walls,
Fare thee well, my countrymen, we are going afar!
You cannot help but suffer, O heart, the sharp strings of grief,
They didn't spare even the things essential for the mourning meets,
In the scorching summer heat, I've no cover or sheet.
Akhtar now departs from all his friends and mates,
There is little time or need to dwell upon my fate,
Save, O God, my countrymen from the dangers lying in wait!
Lo, we cast a lingering look on these doors and walls,
Fare thee well, my countrymen, we are going afar!”

Wajid Ali Shah (1822–1887) Nawab of Awadh

Masterpieces of Patriotic Urdu Poetry, p. 63-67
Poetry

God, Fate, Lying, Tear

“The man that mates wi’ Poverty
An’ clasps her tae his banes,
Will faither lean an’ lively thochts,
A host o’ eident weans.”

Helen Cruickshank (1886–1975) British poet

Comfort in Puirtith

“From what we know of living anthropoids, we may infer that the chief mental activities of the group will be three in number—namely, those concerning with mating, maternity, and social behaviour. Each group will be attached to a territory and maintain its isolation.”

Arthur Keith (1866–1955) anatomy, anthropology, geologist

[A New Theory of Human Evolution, 1949, 207, Philosophical Library, https://books.google.com/books?id=DP9RAAAAMAAJ&focus=searchwithinvolume&q=philosophy] (originally publisher in 1948)

Maternity

“It is disconcerting to find that an acquaintance considers you his best friend, his soul mate, but I could do nothing about it.”

Bernard MacLaverty (1942) Irish writer

Short story, "In the hills above Lugano", p.51
Short Stories, The Great Profundo and Other Stories (1987)

Soul