Every time you choose to love, you have also just chosen to die.
You said, 'I love you. ' Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the thing we long to hear?
Everybody wants to be loved. God already loves you; all you have to do is believe and accept it.
You keep showing up here? Being who you are?' There was a pause. 'I'm going to fall in love with you. ' -Rehvenge
It was so damn hard to find love in this world, to locate someone who could make you feel that there was a reason you'd been put on this earth. A child, I imagined, was the purest form of that. A child was the love you didn't have to look for, didn't have to prove anything to, didn't have to worry about losing. Which is why, when it happened, it hurt so badly.
Touchstone watched, suddenly conscious that he probably only had five seconds left to be alone with Sabriel, to say something, to say anything. Perhaps the last five seconds they ever would have alone together. I am not afraid, he said to himself. "I love you," he whispered. "I hope you don't mind.
With love, you should go ahead and take the risk of getting hurt because love is an amazing feeling.
I think you have to love yourself before you fall in love. I'm still learning to love myself.
Before you can express love, you must find love. You must know love within yourself before you can give it to another. When you recognize or experience the truth about yourself you automatically feel love, because love is a quality of your true consciousness and true ideas.
People think of Paris as the city of love or the city of light, but where you got love you got hate, where you got light you got darkness.
You’re my dream, Alaric McCabe. And I love you. I’ve loved you from the moment your horse dumped you at my cottage. I spent so much time being resentful and lamenting the circumstances of my life, but ’tis true that I wouldn’t change a single thing because then I would have never known your love.
You cannot control what you love--you watch it driving recklessly towards the broken bridge, the torn-up track, the horror of seventy years ahead.
Once when we were fifteen, River (Phoenix) and I went out for this fancy dinner in Manhattan and I ordered soft-shell crabs. He left the restaurant and walked around on Park Avenue, crying. I went out and said, "I love you so much. Why?" He had such a pain that I was eating an animal, that he hadn't impressed on me what was right. I loved him for that. For his dramatic desire that we share every belief, that I be with him all the way
I’m repulsed at the concept of man-on-man sex, I think it’s against nature. I think it’s strange as hell, but if that’s what you are I love you. I’m not going to judge another’s morals. I say live and let live. I have friends that are gay.
I love you,” she says. “I love you,” I say. And then we hang up, because nothing else needs to be said after that. I want to give Zara her life back. Even if I feel I deserve something like this, I don’t deserve it at her expense.
Trust. That was what this was all about. If you can't trust the one you love, you don't have anything.
Bring love and peace and happiness and beautiful lives into the world in my honor. Thank you. Love you.
Success in marriage depends on being able, when you get over being in love, to really love. . . . You never know anyone until you marry them.
I love you for who you are, not who the world thinks you should be.
So you've just slept with him, given him your virginity, a man who doesn't love you. In fact, he has odd ideas about you, wants to make you some sort of kinky sex slave.
