love Quotes

“The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.”

“Of course I love you. It is my fault that you have not known it all the while.”

“You are in every line I have ever read.”

“And he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the walls in the sight of many.”

“The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched, they are felt with the heart.”

“Some people care too much. I think it’s called love.”

“And then her heart changed, or at least she understood it; and the winter passed, and the sun shone upon her.”

“If you love a flower which happens to be on a star, it is sweet at night to gaze at the sky. All the stars are a riot of flowers.”

“Do not pity the dead, Harry, pity the living, and above all those who live without love.”

“Wilbur never forgot Charlotte. Although he loved her children and grandchildren dearly, none of the new spiders ever quite took her place in his heart.”

“But the eyes are blind. One must look with the heart.”

“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”

“Wilbur didn’t want food, he wanted love.”

“You think the dead we loved truly ever leave us? You think that we don’t recall them more clearly in times of great trouble?”

“Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.”

“Love is not affectionate feeling, but a steady wish for the loved person’s ultimate good as far as it can be obtained.”

“It is because I think so much of warm and sensitive hearts, that I would spare them from being wounded.”

“...and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires”

“Then her conscience reproached her, and she yearned to say something kind and loving; but she judged that this would be construed into a confession that she had been in the wrong, and discipline forbade that. So she kept silence, and went about her affairs with a troubled heart.”

“Angry, and half in love with her, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.”

“Love is something more stern and splendid than mere kindness.”

“You have been the last dream of my soul.”

“The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.

“I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.”

“There is a wisdom of the head, and... there is a wisdom of the heart.”

“A loving heart is the truest wisdom.”

“He looked at her the way all women want to be looked at by a man.”

“I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.”

“I hope that real love and truth are stronger in the end than any evil or misfortune in the world.”

“The heart never takes the place of the head: but it can, and should, obey it.”

“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.”

“The love, respect, and confidence of my children was the sweetest reward I could receive for my efforts to be the woman I would have them copy.”

“It doesn’t matter who you are or what you look like, so long as somebody loves you.”

“PS, I love you.”

“Be worthy love, and love will come.”

“People are hard to hate close-up. Move in. Speak truth to bullshit. Be civil. Hold hands. With strangers. Strong back, soft front, wild heart.”

“You don’t need scores of suitors. You need only one, if he’s the right one.”

“Jo had learned that hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally.”

“To be fond of dancing was a certain step towards falling in love.”

“To love ourselves and support each other in the process of becoming real is perhaps the greatest single act of daring greatly.”

“Love is a great beautifier.”

“Love casts out fear, and gratitude can conquer pride.”

“I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy–my better self–my good angel–I am bound to you with a strong attachment. I think you good, gifted, lovely: a fervent, a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life, wrap my existence about you–and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one.”

“Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.”

“I had not intended to love him; the reader knows I had wrought hard to extirpate from my soul the germs of love there detected; and now, at the first renewed view of him, they spontaneously revived, great and strong! He made me love him without looking at me.”

“We cultivate love when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seen and known, and when we honor the spiritual connection that grows from that offering with trust, respect, kindness and affection. Love is not something we give or get; it is something that we nurture and grow, a connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them – we can only love others as much as we love ourselves. Shame, blame, disrespect, betrayal, and the withholding of affection damage the roots from which love grows. Love can only survive these injuries if they are acknowledged, healed and rare.”

“If you loved someone, you loved him, and when you had nothing else to give, you still gave him love.”

“But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee.”

“A lady’s imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.”

“It does good to no woman to be flattered [by a man] who does not intend to marry her; and it is madness in all women to let a secret love kindle within them, which, if unreturned and unknown, must devour the life that feeds it; and, if discovered and responded to, must lead, ignis-fatuus-like, into miry wilds whence there is no extrication.”

“All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever.”

“Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.”

“I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember. Somewhere inside me there’ll always be the person I am to-night.”

“I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth. I hold myself supremely blest -- blest beyond what language can express; because I am my husband’s life as fully as he is mine.”

“I loved him very much - more than I could trust myself to say - more than words had power to express.”

“But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul”

“Is not general incivility the very essence of love?”

“There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.”

“A girl likes to be crossed a little in love now and then.”

In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

“Spirituality is recognizing and celebrating that we are all inextricably connected to each other by a power greater than all of us, and that our connection to that power and to one another is grounded in love and compassion.”

“Our work is to get to the place where we like ourselves and are concerned when we judge ourselves too harshly or allow others to silence us. The wilderness demands this level of self-love and self-respect.”

“Most of us are showing up to ensure that people’s basic needs are met and their civil rights are upheld. But we’re also working to make sure that everyone gets to experience what brings meaning to life: love, belonging, and joy. These are essential, irreducible needs for all of us. And we can’t give people what we don’t have. We can’t fight for what’s not in our hearts.”

“To love someone fiercely, to believe in something with your whole heart, to celebrate a fleeting moment in time, to fully engage in a life that doesn’t come with guarantees – these are risks that involve vulnerability and often pain. But, I’m learning that recognizing and leaning into the discomfort of vulnerability teaches us how to live with joy, gratitude and grace.”

“I am not deceitful: if I were, I should say I loved you; but I declare I do not love you: I dislike you the worst of anybody in the world.”

“Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.”

“There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.”

“There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.”

“I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum.”

“The sweetest honey is loathsome in its own deliciousness. And in the taste destroys the appetite. Therefore, love moderately.”

“When I fall in love, it will be forever.”

“There is no happiness like that of being loved by your fellow creatures, and feeling that your presence is an addition to their comfort.”

“Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.”

“Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds.”

“All I cared about was the fact that Sam got really hurt. And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her.”

“I must, then, repeat continually that we are forever sundered - and yet, while I breathe and think, I must love him.′

“A man does not recover from such devotion of the heart to such a woman! He ought not; he does not.”

“Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.”

“If you were coming in the fall, I’d brush the summer by”

“I am really in love with Sam, and it hurts very much.”

“Not with a club, the Heart is broken Nor with a Stone – A Whip so small you could not see it I’ve known”

“I cannot make speeches, Emma...If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. But you know what I am. You hear nothing but truth from me. I have blamed you, and lectured you, and you have borne it as no other woman in England would have borne it.”

“I have little left in myself -- I must have you. The world may laugh -- may call me absurd, selfish -- but it does not signify. My very soul demands you: it will be satisfied, or it will take deadly vengeance on its frame.”

“If certain, when this life was out, That yours and mine should be, I ’d toss it yonder like a rind, And taste eternity.”

“Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve.”

“I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.”

“There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.”

“You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope...I have loved none but you.”

“Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.”

“I moved to the typewriter again, and I wrote something. ‘I love you, too.‘”

“Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.”

“I am very interested and fascinated by how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.”

“Love me or hate me, both are in my favour. If you love me, I’ll always be in your heart... If you hate me, I’ll always be in your mind.”

“And therefore, — since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, — I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.”

“I love Sam. It’s not a movie kind of love either. I just look at her sometimes, and I think she is the prettiest and nicest person in the world.”

“My stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for your love to lay any of them on you.”

“But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love! Oh, that she knew she were!”

“Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters. To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under’t.”

“Love is holy.”

“Don’t waste your love on somebody, who doesn’t value it.”

“Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.”

“If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Prick love for pricking and you beat love down.”

“Felix seemed ravished with delight when he saw her, every trait of sorrow vanished from his face, and it instantly expressed a degree of ecstatic joy, of which I could hardly have believed it capable; his eyes sparkled, as his cheek flushed with pleasure; and at that moment I thought him as beautiful as the stranger.”

“Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no, it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand’ring barque, Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken. Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle’s compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.”

“I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.”

“My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.”

“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.”

“See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!”

“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg’d, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes; Being vex’d, a sea nourish’d with lovers’ tears; What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.”

“Under loves heavy burden do I sink.

“Love moderately. Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.”

“thus with a kiss I die”

“Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.”

“My only love sprung from my only hate.”

“Love pats are soft punches of encouragement that are administered on the knee, shoulder, and arm.”

“Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it is!”

“If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear!”

“Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness, serious vanity, Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms, Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health, Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is! This love feel I, that feel no love in this.”

“Before she left, she hugged me again. Two in one day! I really do love my sister. Especially when she’s nice.”

“If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don’t want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it, too.”

“Whenever I go upstairs, it’s always so I can see “him.” Now that I have something to look forward to, my life here has improved greatly.”

“Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.”

“...Who could refrain, That had a heart to love, and in that heart Courage to make love known?”

“Ah, when to the heart of man Was it ever less than a treason To go with the drift of things, To yield with a grace to reason, And bow and accept the end Of a love or a season?”

“Aunt Helen was the only one who hugged me.”

“It is easy to love your friend, but sometimes the hardest lesson to learn is to love your enemy.”

“Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-browed night; Give me my Romeo; and, when I shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night...”

“Turn him into stars and form a constellation in his image. His face will make the heavens so beautiful that the world will fall in love with the night and forget about the garish sun.”

“We love the things we love for what they are.”

“You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love.”

“You are a lover. Borrow Cupid’s wings and soar with them above a common bound.”

“I love Sibyl Vane. I want to place her on a pedestal of gold and to see the world worship the woman who is mine. What is marriage? An irrevocable vow. You mock at it for that. Ah! don’t mock. It is an irrevocable vow that I want to take. Her trust makes me faithful, her belief makes me good. When I am with her, I regret all that you have taught me. I become different from what you have known me to be. I am changed, and the mere touch of Sibyl Vane’s hand makes me forget you and all your wrong, fascinating, poisonous, delightful theories.”

“Because when we love, we always strive to become better than we are.”

“Then the curtain rises, and you will see the girl to whom I am going to give all my life, to whom I have given everything that is good in me.”

So all my opinions—I would not say political, but private opinions—are confined to three feelings: I love my father, I respect Monsieur Morrel and I adore Mercédès.

“The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love.”

The supreme happiness in life is the assurance of being loved; of being loved for oneself, even in spite of oneself.

“I swear by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.”

“She had not noticed him take her hand; it seemed so natural and what she had wanted from the moment of seeing him”

“You don’t have to pretend you love me.” “But I do love you.”

“And you’ll always love me, won’t you?” “Yes.” “And the rain won’t make any difference?” “No.”

“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. So medicine, law, business, engineering... these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love... these are what we stay alive for.”

“When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.”

“Why, darling, I don’t live at all when I’m not with you.”

“It was the joy of admiration and of one’s own ability, growing together.”

“One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.”

“We won’t quarrel, baby. I love you too much. But don’t be a fool.”

“Much of my life had been devoted to trying not to cry in front of people who loved me, so I knew what Augustus was doing. You clench your teeth. You look up. You tell yourself that if they see you cry, it will hurt them, and you will be nothing but a Sadness in their lives, and you must not become a mere sadness, so you will not cry, and you say all of this to yourself while looking up at the ceiling, and then you swallow even though your throat does not want to close and you look at the person who loves you and smile.”

“I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?” “Yes. I want to ruin you.” “Good,” I said. “That’s what I want too.”

“I will be waiting here.... For your silence to break, For your soul to shake, For your love to wake!”

“This is what we call love. When you are loved, you can do anything in creation. When you are loved, there’s no need at all to understand what’s happening, because everything happens within you . . .”

“You will be good to me, won’t you? . . . Because we’re going to have a strange life.”

“So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.”

“Sometimes choosing to walk away, even if it means breaking your own heart, can be the greatest act of self-love you have access to.”

“I am so small I can barely be seen. How can this great love be inside me? Look at your eyes. They are small, but they see enormous things.”

“I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.”

“Faith in God is an opening up, a letting go, a deep trust, a free act of love—but sometimes it was so hard to love.”

The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only.

“It was as simple as that. Once he had yearned for choice. then, when he had had a choice, he had made the wrong one: the choice to leave. And now he was starving. But if he had stayed... His thoughts continued. If he had stayed, he would have starved in other ways. He would have lived a life hungry for feelings, for color, for love.”

“I almost felt like he was there in my room with me, but in a way it was better, like I was not in my room and he was not in his, but instead we were together in some invisible and tenuous third space.”

″‘How about a kiss, Saumensch?’ He stood waist-deep in the water for a few moments longer before climbing out and handing her the book. His pants clung to him, and he did not stop walking. In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the book thief’s kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them.”

“You’re so brutal to those who love you, Scarlett. You take their love and hold it over their heads like a whip.”

“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.”

“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”

“Be careful any time the only voice of advisement is your own. Your judgment is easily clouded when you’re in love.”

“I liked the feeling of love,” he confessed. He glanced nervously at the speaker on the wall, reassuring himself that no one was listening. “I wish we still had that,” he whispered. “Of course,” he added quickly, “I do understand that it wouldn’t work very well. And that it’s much better to be organized the way we are now. I can see that it was a dangerous way to live.”

“My name is Hazel. Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life.”

“If I said I was madly in love with you, I’d be lying and what’s more, you’d know it.”

“I’d cut up my heart for you to wear if you wanted it.”

“Really, Scarlett, I can’t go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands. ”

“It cannot have escaped your notice that for some time past the friendship I have had in my heart for you has ripened into a deeper feeling, a feeling more beautiful, more pure, more sacred. Dare I name it you? Ah! It is love which makes me so bold!”

“It wasn’t Noah she loved; she loved what they had once been. Besides, it was normal to feel that way. Her first real love, the only man she’d ever been with - how could she expect to forget him?”

“As you wish.”

“You realize that trying to keep your distance from me will not lesson my affections for you.”

“If we’d never met, I think I would have known that my life wasn’t complete. And I would have wandered the world in search of you, even if I didn’t know who I was looking for.”

“Her tone was surprisingly tender, and probably she sensed how important he really was to her, because when he did die, two years further on, she went right after, and most of the people who knew her well agreed it was the sudden lack of opposition that undid her.”

“Love, after all, always said more about those who felt it than it did about the ones they loved.”

“If she could give love to IT perhaps it would shrivel up and die, for she was sure that IT could not withstand love.”

“At first, Liesel could not talk. Perhaps it was the sudden bumpiness of love she felt for him. Or had she always loved him? It’s likely. Restricted as she was from speaking, she wanted him to kiss her.”

“Loving someone and having them love you back is the most precious thing in the world.”

“If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”

“Sonny, don’t you tell me what’s worthwhile—true love is the best thing in the world, except for cough drops. Everybody knows that.”

“If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn’t love as much in eighty years as I could in a day.”

“You heard him—true love is what he wants to come back for. That’s certainly worthwhile.”

“He couldn’t be married. I’m sure. Not my Westley.”

“Widows happen. Every day—don’t they, Your Highness?”

“He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

“You are my life now.”

“I kept on loving the pretty clothes—and not him at all.”

“Scarlett, always save something to fear—even as you save something to love.”

“When the lump in his throat subsided, he whispered to her, ‘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. I love you, Allie, more than you can ever imagine. I always have, and I always will.‘”

“I have not broken your heart—you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong.”

“You loved me—then what right had you to leave me?”

“That night I lay in bed and thought about dying and going to be with my mother in paradise. I would meet her saying, ‘Mother, forgive. Please forgive,’ and she would kiss my skin till it grew chapped and tell me I was not to blame. She would tell me this for the first ten thousand years.”

“My mom used to tell me that whatever you do, marry someone who loves you more than you love him.”

“Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.”

“I have to remind myself to breathe—almost to remind my heart to beat!”

“I always thought it was what I wanted: to be loved and admired. Now I think perhaps I’d like to be known.”

“He was glazed with fatigue. He had been bitten, cut, gone without rest, had assaulted the Cliffs of Insanity, had saved and taken lives. He had risked his world, and now it was walking away from him, hand in hand with a ruffian prince.”

“Perhaps love is best left as a fallow field.”

“Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!”

“Never underrate the heart, Capable of deeds The mind cannot conceive. The heart dictates as well as feels. How else can you explain The path I have taken, That you have taken The long way through this pass?”

I will not play at tug o’ war. I’d rather play at hug o’ war, Where everyone hugs Instead of tugs, Where everyone giggles And rolls on the rug, Where everyone kisses, And everyone grins, And everyone cuddles, And everyone wins.

“Love those that hate you, but to love those one hates is impossible.”

“He shall never know I love him.”

“You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!”

“But love has to be stronger than hate, or there is no future for us.”

“Lot of times love doesn’t work out. Yet even when it fails, it connects you to others and, in the end, that is all you have, the connections.”

“About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him-and I didn’t know how potent that part might be-that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.”

“Some stories don’t have happy endings. Even love stories. Maybe especially love stories.”

“He was angry with all of them for their interference just because he felt in his soul that they, all these people, were right. He felt that the love that bound him to Anna was not a momentary impulse, which would pass, as worldly intrigues do pass, leaving no other traces in the life of either but pleasant or unpleasant memories. He felt all the torture of his own and her position, all the difficulty there was for them, conspicuous as they were in the eye of all the world, in concealing their love, in lying and deceiving; and in lying, deceiving, feigning, and continually thinking of others, when the passion that united them was so intense that they were both oblivious of everything else but their love.”

″[L]ove is many things, none of them logical.”

“And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…” he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word. “What a stupid lamb,” I sighed. “What a sick, masochistic lion.”

“Wounds heal. Love lasts. We remain.”

“Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! . . . It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!”

“My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.”

“Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved.”

“You really should stay away from me.”

“I loved you both with all of my damaged heart.”

“You teach me now how cruel you’ve been—cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort.”

“If I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this: in love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are.”

“Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved.”

″‘He’s not a human being,’ she retorted; ‘and he has no claim on my charity. I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death, and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen: and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.‘”

“Do I want to live? . . . [W]ould you like to live with your soul in the grave?”

“Will you be?” I asked, suddenly anxious. “Will you really be here?” “As long as you want me,” he assured me. “I’ll always want you,” I warned him. “Forever.”

You can love a person dear to you with a human love, but an enemy can only be loved with divine love.

“No, no, reconciliation is impossible. Even if we remain in the same house, we are strangers – strangers forever!” She repeated again with special significance the word so dreadful to her. “And how I loved him! my God, how I loved him!.... How I loved him! And now don’t I love him? Don’t I love him more than before? The most horrible thing is,” she began, but did not finish her thought, because Matrona Philimonovna put her head in at the door.”

“I’ve always loved you, and when you love someone, you love the whole person, just as he or she is, and not as you would like them to be.”

“I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible.”

“Do you love him?” “How would I know?” “You’d know.”

“Love. It was the beginning and end of everything, the foundation and the ceiling and the air in between.”

“I think...if it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.”

“She wanted to say “Don’t leave me”, but she couldn’t do it, not again. She was so tired of begging people to love her.”

“When you get . . . to the end, you see that love and family are all there is. Nothing else matters.”

“I know this isn’t a conventional love story. I know there are all sorts of reasons I shouldn’t even be saying what I am. But I love you. I do. I knew it when I left Patrick. And I think you might even love me a little bit.”

“Their greatest comfort was a simple one: they were no longer alone. To know that you were with the one who cared for you, and who understood every fiber of your being, and who would not abandon you even in the most desperate of circumstances, that was the most precious relationship a person could have, and they both cherished it.”

“It’s hard to love a woman and do anything.”

“The sea is emotion incarnate. It loves, hates, and weeps. It defies all attempts to capture it with words and rejects all shackles. No matter what you say about it, there is always that which you can’t.”

“I held him close and said nothing, all the while telling him silently that he was loved. Oh, but he was loved.”

“Of course you can fall in love. You just have to let yourself. They don’t call it falling for nothing.”

“She knew, too, that love didn’t evaporate. It faded, perhaps, lost its weight like bones left out in the sun, but it didn’t go away.”

“The Mularkeys all saw love as a durable, reliable thing, easy to recognize ... Love could be more fragile than a sparrow’s bone.”

“With all the risks they were taking, love was probably the most dangerous choice of all.”

“Love can be a terrible curse, Eragon. It can make you overlook even the largest flaws in a person’s behavior.”

“However, my path is not so easy as that. Regardless of whether I can shift my affections to another—and the heart, as you observed, is a notoriously fickle beast—the question remains: should I?”

“I believe, Eragon, that you are full of love and that you are looking for one who will reciprocate your affection. No shame exists in that.”

“Of the affairs of love ... my only advice is to be honest. That’s your most powerful tool to unlock a heart or gain forgiveness.”

“You don’t love someone because they’re perfect . . . You love them in spite of the fact that they’re not.”

“Some troubles no one else should have to endure, especially not those you love.”

“When someone blushes, doesn’t that mean ‘yes’?”