He was almost like a ghost who passed the boundaries of common exchange and who crept
inside me, devouring so much of my thoughts, so much of my passion, invading the place that was
called my heart.
I ache for a love that burns like fire and midnight.
One day you look at the person and see more than you did the night before, like a switch
was flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend, is suddenly the only person you
can imagine yourself with.
"Wesley, whisper that I have a chance to win you're love," and with that, she dared the
bravest thing she'd ever done: she looked right into his eyes. He closed the door in her face.
Without a word, without a word. Buttercup ran. She whirled and burst away and the tears came
bitterly; she could not see. She stumbled, she slammed into a tree trunk, she fell, rose, ran
on; her shoulder throbbed from where the trunk hit her, and the pain was strong, but not strong
enough to ease her shattered heart.
No one has ever known me as clearly as you. No one has ever shown me that love allows
everything. Not pretty or safe or easy, but something I never knew. Love with reason, that
isn't love, and I learned that from you.
If you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with.
Perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically to those who hardly think about
us in return.
The secret of love is seeking variety in your life together, and never let the routine
chords dull the melody out of your romance.
To be loved is to live forever in someone's heart.
It is love that asks, that seeks, that knocks, that finds, and that is faithful to what
it finds.
