You have corrupted my imagination and inflamed my blood…
You promised, Seaweed Brain. We would not get separated! Ever again!”
“You’re impossible!”
“Love you too!
The knowledge that she would never be loved in return acted upon her ideas as a tide acts upon cliffs.
I recognized you instantly. All of our lives flashed through my mind in a split second. I felt a pull so strongly towards you that I almost couldn’t stop it.
Do you remember what you said to me once? That you could help me only by loving me? Well-you did love me for a moment; and it helped me. It has always helped me.
Love is another kind of power, which shouldn’t surprise you. Magic comes from emotions, among other things. And when two people are together, in that intimacy, when they really, selflessly love each other it changes them both. It lingers on in the energy of their lives, even when they are apart.
I once read in my physics book that the universe begs to be observed, that energy travels and transfers when people pay attention. Maybe that’s what love really boils down to–having someone who cares enough to pay attention so that you’re encouraged to travel and transfer, to make your potential energy spark into kinetic energy.
Love is one of the true mysteries,’ he said at last. ‘The truest and the deepest of all. One thing, Maerad: to love is never wrong. It may be disastrous; it may never be possible; it may be the deepest agony. But it is never wrong.
But I miss screamin’ and fightin’ and kissin’ in the rain and it’s 2 a.m. and I’m cursin’ your name. You’re so in love the you act insane, and that’s the way I loved you.
He brought out the worst in me, and was the best thing that ever happened to me.
You don’t have to say I love you to say I love you,” you said with a shrug. “All you have to do is say my name and I know.”
…”Can’t you hear it?” you said. “When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it’s safe inside your mouth.
Suddenly it was too hard to be in his presence, too painful to know that he would belong to someone else.
… i didn’t fall in love of course
it’s never up to you
but she was walking back and forth
and i was passing through
If he can’t handle you at your worst then he does not deserve you at your best. Real love means seeing beyond the words spoken out of pain, and instead seeing a person’s soul.
Everyone says love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality love is the only thing in this world that covers up all pain and makes someone feel wonderful again. Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt.
But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love.
He didn’t marry you to become king. He became king because he wanted to marry you.
Well, you can think what you want, so long as you remember – no matter how ordinary things seem between us – I’m still here, still in love with you, and care about you more than any other guy, evil or otherwise, ever will.
Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.
Child, it’s a very bad thing for a woman to face the worst that can happen to her, because after she’s faced the worst she can’t ever really fear anything again. …Scarlett, always save something to fear— even as you save something to love…
Can he love her? Can the soul really be satisfied with such polite affections? To love is to burn – to be on fire, like Juliet or Guinevere or Eloise…
Relationships are like Rome — difficult to start out, incredible during the prosperity of the ‘golden age’, and unbearable during the fall. Then, a new kingdom will come along and the whole process will repeat itself until you come across a kingdom like Egypt… that thrives, and continues to flourish. This kingdom will become your best friend, your soul mate, and your love.
In the absence of love, we began slowly but surely to fall apart.
You may only call me “Mrs. Darcy”… when you are completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy.
All I want from you is to trust me with what little you can, and grow in loving people around you with the same love I share with you. It’s not your job to change them, or to convince them. You are free to love without an agenda.
That’s the nature of being a parent, Sabine has discovered. You’ll love your children far more than you ever loved your parents, and — in the recognition that your own children cannot fathom the depth of your love — you come to understand the tragic, unrequited love of your own parents.
She asked if I loved another woman, so I answered honestly and said, “Dinner was great, but I could go for dessert.
I love you all, even those I don’t particularly like. That’s you, Beryl.
I am as wrapped up in her as a vine that clings to a tree seeking for sustenance. She’s tied me to her for eternity. She’s my home. She’s my reason for being. To win and hold her heart is my only purpose.
When a woman loves you she’s not satisfied until she possesses your soul. Because she’s weak, she has a rage for domination, and nothing less will satisfy her.
I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.
Does he treat you with respect at all times? That’s the first question. The second question is, if he is the exact same person twenty years from now that he is today, would you still want to marry him? And finally, does he inspire to be a better person? You find someone you can answer yes to all three, then you’ve found a good man.
You don’t need to justify your love, you don’t need to explain your love, you just need to practice your love. Practice creates the master.
Human existence is so fragile a thing and exposed to such dangers that I cannot love without trembling.
Love is when the other person’s happiness is more important than your own.
You’ve got to have someone who loves your body. Who doesn’t define you, but sees you. Who loves what he sees. Who you don’t have to struggle to be good enough for.
It hurts to love. It’s like giving yourself to be flayed and knowing that at any moment the other person may just walk off with your skin.
Dexter, I love you so much. So, so much, and I probably always will. I just don’t like you anymore. I’m sorry.
Dustfinger still clearly remembered the feeling of being in love for the first time. How vulnerable his heart had suddenly been! Such a trembling, quivering thing, happy and miserably unhappy at once.
He who is in love is wise and is becoming wiser, sees newly every time he looks at the object beloved, drawing from it with his eyes and his mind those virtues which it possesses.
It is beautiful to express love and even more beautiful to feel it.
It answers the question that was tormenting you: my love, you are not ‘one thing in my life’ – not even the most important – because my life no longer belongs to me because…you are always me.
You’re my star, a stargazer too,
and I wish that I were heaven,
with a billion eyes to look at you.
The worst thing you can do if you miss or need someone is let them know it.
Americans… are forever searching for love in forms it never takes, in places it can never be. It must have something to do with the vanished frontier.
What a terrible feeling to love soemone and not be able to help them.
You dumb-ass,” I crooned, kissing her on the forehead. “You don’t share me. You own me.
No matter how long or how difficult, we will undo whatever that Moroi boy has done to you.”
I managed a wavering smile, tasting blood in my mouth. “You sure about that, Dad? Because he’s done everything to me.
There is nothing
prettier in the
whole wide world
than a girl
in love
with every breath she takes.
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I’m seeing we don’t live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It’s an infinite playlist.
Smirking, he says, “Whatever spell you just tried to cast on me, it didn’t work, so I think you need to go back to Hogwarts.
A man always finds it hard to realize that he may have finally lost a woman’s love, however badly he may have treated her.
I have such a fear of finding another like myself, and such a desire to find one! I am so utterly lonely, but I also have such a fear that my isolation be broken through, and I no longer be the head and ruler of my universe.
Do people always fall in love with things they can’t have?’
‘Always,’ Carol said, smiling, too.
I make love with a focus and intensity that most people reserve for sleep.
The question, love, is whether you want me enough to take the risk.
Perhaps the reason we are unable to love is that we yearn to be loved, that is, we demand something (love) from our partner instead of delivering ourselves up to him demand-free and asking for nothing but his company.