They are wrong who say that love is blind. On the contrary, nothing - not even the
smallest detail - escapes the eyes; one sees everything in the loved one, notices everything;
but melts it all into one flame with the great and simple, "I love you."
If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things you lack. If you
do not have it, no matter what else there is, it is not enough.
Every girl has a right to be loved.
When you love someone all your saved-up wishes start coming out.
Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.
Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but
few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never. . . never
forget it.
You need someone to love you while you are looking for someone to love.
Whenever we see someone in love, we want to do everything we can for them because the
truth is, we want to be them.
All our young lives we search for someone to love. We chose partners, change partner. . .
all the while wondering of there's someone, somewhere who might be searching for us.
What the heart gives away is never gone. . . It is kept in the heart of others.
And I have the sense to recognize that I don't know how to let you go.
Each day I am with you is better than the last, and my first day with you was the best day
of my life.
You are so important to my days - and so essential to the smile within me. That
certain space where our lives overlap is the place that brings me the most understanding, the
most peace, the nicest memories. . .
I've loved you all my life, even before we met; even when it was just the promise of you.
You've kept your promise. How could you lose me?
We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh.
He who has a why to live for can bear with almost any how.
But to see her was to love her. Love but her, and love forever.
Once I knew only darkness and stillness. . . My life was without past or future. . . but
a little word from the fingers of another fell into my hand that clutched at emptiness, and my
heart leaped to the rapture of living.
. . . again you search for what had gone wrong, realizing only after too long that it was
not your fault. It was nobody's fault actually. Sometimes, feelings are gone. You finally are
able to put the past behind you and forget, but sudden flashbacks and chanced-meetings reignite
the dead flames and you wonder and you worry. Your heart is willing but your mind says no. And
you follow your heart. . .
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its
source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds.
Every man is afraid of something; that's when you know he loves you; when he's afraid of
losing you.
Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's what you are expected to
give - which is everything.
Sometimes it works and sometimes it hurts, but it almost always beats the heck out of not knowng.
Make your move now or forever live in doubt.
You are the answer to every prayer I've offered. You are a song, a dream, a whisper, and
I don't know how I could have lived without you for as long as I have.
Just go on dancing with me like this forever, and I'll never tire. We'll scrape our shoes
on the stars and hang upside down from the moon.
I am a romantic, but I do put up a barrier around myself, so it is hard for people to get
in and to know the real me. I fall in love much too quickly and that results in me getting badly
hurt. The problem with love is that you lose control and that is a very vulnerable state to be
in. I would love to really have a beautiful relationship with somebody, but it never seems to
work out. What I would like most of all is to be in a state of blissful love.
If you fear nothing, you love nothing. If you love nothing, what joy can there be in life?
Maybe part of loving is learning to let go.
Passions elevate the soul to great things.
A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will have no roses.
He had sighed to many, though he loved but one.
We stop loving ourselves when no one loves us.
If you ask me, I'll go to the ends of the world with you. If you tell me, you'll go alone.
Men learn to love the women they are attracted to, and women are attracted to the men
they love.
Obligation is not love. Responsibility is not love. Letting someone be open and honest
and free - that's love. It's got to be natural and it's got to come real. I'm not going to live
according to someone else's rules.
All my life my heart has sought a thing I cannot name.
It's easy to fall in love but hard to find someone who will catch you.
When you are in love, its written all over you. It's no mystery to the world; people can
figure it out even if you keep it a secret.
The girl in your heart isn't always the girl in your dreams.
I look for love but will settle to be remembered.
True love is not determined by the way they look, but the way you feel when you touch.
I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back.
I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't
mean they don't love you with all they have.
If you don't love me, it does not matter, anyway, I can love for both of us.
Love hurts when you know that it will never come true.
I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. And not in
a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll call it. And it's not
because you're unattainable. I love you. Very simple, very truly. You're the epitome of every
attribute and quality I've ever looked for in another person. I know you think of me as just a
friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you'd ever consider. But I
had to say it. I can't take this anymore. I can't stand next to you without wanting to hold you.
I can't look into your eyes without feeling that longing you only read about in trashy romance
novels. I can't talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. I know
this will probably queer our friendship but I had to say it because I've never felt this before,
and I like who I am because of it. And if bringing it to light means we can't hang out anymore,
then that hurts me. But I couldn't allow another day to go by without getting it out there,
regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down.
And I'll accept that. But I know some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a
moment of hesitiation, that means you feel something too. All I ask is that you not dismiss that
- at least for ten seconds - and try to dwell in it. There isn't another soul on this fucking
planet who's ever made me half the person I am when I'm with you, and I would risk this
friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it's there between you and me.
You can't deny that. And even if we never speak again after tonight, please know that I'm forever
changed because of who you are and what you've meant to me, which - while I do appreciate it -
I'd never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.
The reason why we always hurt the ones we love is because we tend to hold on to them too
much.
You learn to like someone when you find out what makes them laugh, but you can never truly
love someone until you find out what makes them cry.
