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I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body, the sovereign nose of your arrogant face, I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.
— Pablo Neruda
Happiness [is] only real when shared
— Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild
A DEFINITION NOT FOUND IN THE DICTIONARY Not leaving: an act of trust and love,often deciphered by children
— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.
— Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever
Maybe...you'll fall in love with me all over again.""Hell," I said, "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.
— Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
Was it hard?" I ask.Letting go?"Not as hard as holding on to something that wasn't real.
— Lisa Schroeder
I'm saying that I'm a moody, insecure, narrow-minded, jealous, borderline homicidal bitch, and I want you to promise me that you're okay with that, because it's who I am, and you're what I need.
— Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave
Then I realize what it is. It's him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.
— Veronica Roth, Divergent
Art and love are the same thing: It’s the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you.
— Chuck Klosterman, Killing Yourself to Live: 85% of a True Story
Letting go doesn't mean that you don't care about someone anymore. It's just realizing that the only person you really have control over is yourself.
— Deborah Reber, Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul: 101 Stories of Life, Love and Learning
As if you were on fire from within.The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
— Pablo Neruda
The beginning of love is the will to let those we love be perfectly themselves, the resolution not to twist them to fit our own image. If in loving them we do not love what they are, but only their potential likeness to ourselves, then we do not love them: we only love the reflection of ourselves we find in them
— Thomas Merton, No Man Is an Island
Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
— A.A. Milne
Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time.
— Haruki Murakami
I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.
— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince
I wasn't actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
When I am with you, we stay up all night.When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.Praise God for those two insomnias!And the difference between them.
— Jalaluddin Rumi
I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.
— Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection
— Sharon Salzberg
Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.
— José N. Harris, MI VIDA: A Story of Faith, Hope and Love
The saddest people I've ever met in life are the ones who don't care deeply about anything at all. Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there's nothing to make it last.
— Nicholas Sparks, Dear John
She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his lips. He tasted dusty and sweet. He tasted like regret in the shadows of trees and in the glow of the anarchist's suit collection. She kissed him long and soft, and when she pulled herself away, she touched his mouth with her fingers...She did not say goodbye. She was incapable, and after a few more minutes at his side, she was able to tear herself from the ground. It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on...
— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
If conversation was the lyrics, laughter was the music, making time spent together a melody that could be replayed over and over without getting stale.
— Nicholas Sparks
You could have fooled me. Everytime I called you, Luke said you were sick. I figured you were avoiding me. Again.""I wasn't. I did want to talk to you. I've been thinking about you all the time.""I've been thinking about you, too.""I really was sick. I swear. I almost died back there on the ship, you know.""I know. Everytime you almost die, I almost die myself.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely—at least, not all the time—but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don't see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.
— Hunter S. Thompson, The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967
It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.
— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
I fell in love with him. But I don't just stay with him by default as if there's no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.
— Veronica Roth, Allegiant
In time, the hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let it go. At least I thought it was. But in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you, and when the feelings got too strong, I'd write you another letter. But I never sent them for fear of what I might find. By then, you'd gone on with your life and I didn't want to think about you loving someone else. I wanted to remember us like we were that summer. I didn't ever want to lose that.
— Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
There is only one page left to write on. I will fill it with words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will love.
— Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
Happiness is holding someone in your arms and knowing you hold the whole world.
— Orhan Pamuk, Snow
Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star. It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago.Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.
— Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun
A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.
— David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas
To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.
— Oscar Wilde, An Ideal Husband
I like flaws. I think they make things interesting.
— Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever
Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.
— Mary Oliver
I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.
— Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me
Who, being loved, is poor?
— Oscar Wilde
Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
— Mitch Albom
I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.
— Brian Andreas, Story People: Selected Stories & Drawings of Brian Andreas
Every one of us is, in the cosmic perspective, precious. If a human disagrees with you, let him live. In a hundred billion galaxies, you will not find another.
— Carl Sagan, Cosmos
I'm not sentimental--I'm as romantic as you are. The idea, you know,is that the sentimental person thinks things will last--the romanticperson has a desperate confidence that they won't.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise
I'm on Aslan's side even if there isn't any Aslan to lead it. I'm going to live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn't any Narnia.
— C.S. Lewis, The Silver Chair
Peeta, how come I never know when you're having a nightmare?” I say.“I don't know. I don't think I cry out or thrash around or anything. I just come to, paralyzed with terror,” he says.“You should wake me,” I say, thinking about how I can interrupt his sleep two or three times on a bad night. About how long it can take to calm me down.“It's not necessary. My nightmares are usually about losing you,” he says. “I'm okay once I realize you're here.
— Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire
A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved.
— Kurt Vonnegut Jr., The Sirens of Titan
It is easy to love people in memory the hard thing is to love them when they are there in front of you. 
— John Updike, My Father's Tears and Other Stories
The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been and will be. Maybe we've lived a thousand lives before this one and in each of them we've found each other. And maybe each time, we've been forced apart for the same reasons. That means that this goodbye is both a goodbye for the past ten thousand years and a prelude to what will come.
— Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
Love can change a person the way a parent can change a baby- awkwardly, and often with a great deal of mess.
— Lemony Snicket, Horseradish
When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.
— Arrigo Boito
You know how they say you only hurt the ones you love? Well, it works both ways.
— Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club
Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!
— Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
I fell in love with her when we were together, then fell deeper in love with her in the years we were apart.
— Nicholas Sparks, Dear John
What she had realized was that love was that moment when your heart was about to burst.
— Stieg Larsson, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
I know we're fucked up, alright? I'm impulsive, and hot tempered, and you get under my skin like no one else. You act like you hate me one minute, and then need me the next. I never get anything right, and I don't deserve you...but I fucking love you, Abby. I love you more than I loved anyone or anything ever. When you're around, I don't need booze, or money, or the fighting, or the one-night stands...
— Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster
Sorrow is how we learn to love. Your heart isn't breaking. It hurts because it's getting larger. The larger it gets, the more love it holds.
— Rita Mae Brown, Riding Shotgun
Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing.
— Elie Wiesel
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life:That word is love.
— Sophocles
Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren't having any of those.
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Respect was invented to cover the empty place where love should be.
— Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
It takes courage to love, but pain through love is the purifying fire which those who love generously know. We all know people who are so much afraid of pain that they shut themselves up like clams in a shell and, giving out nothing, receive nothing and therefore shrink until life is a mere living death.
— Eleanor Roosevelt
I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.
— Lauren Oliver, Delirium
I will love you always. When this red hair is white, I will still love you. When the smooth softness of youth is replaced by the delicate softness of age, I will still want to touch your skin. When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled, of every surprise I have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have ever cried has left its mark upon your face,I will treasure you all the more, because I was there to see it all. I will share your life with you, Meredith, and I will love you until the last breath leaves your body or mine.
— Laurell K. Hamilton, A Lick of Frost
The more one judges, the less one loves.
— Honoré de Balzac, Physiologie Du Mariage
The heart has its reasons which reason knows not.
— Blaise Pascal
The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it...
— Nicholas Sparks, At First Sight
Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.
— Jonathan Safran Foer
Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.
— Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems
Sometimes love means letting go when you want to hold on tighter.
— Melissa Marr, Ink Exchange
Holding Eleanor's hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive.
— Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park
Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
— E.E. Cummings
The love of learning, the sequestered nooks,And all the sweet serenity of books
— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
If someone were to harm my family or a friend or somebody I love, I would eat them. I might end up in jail for 500 years, but I would eat them.
— Johnny Depp
From childhood's hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.
— Edgar Allan Poe
Come sleep with me: We won't make Love, Love will make us.
— Julio Cortázar
People have forgotten this truth," the fox said. "But you mustn’t forget it. You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed. You’re responsible for your rose.
— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
If you stay, I'll do whatever you want. I'll quit the band, go with you to New York. But if you need me to go away, I'll do that, too. I was talking to Liz and she said maybe coming back to your old life would be too painful, that maybe it'd be easier for you to erase us. And that would suck, but I'd do it. I can lose you like that if I don't lose you today. I'll let you go. If you stay.
— Gayle Forman, If I Stay
Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.
— Charles M. Schulz
When God Created Mothers"When the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of "overtime" when the angel appeared and said. "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one." And God said, "Have you read the specs on this order?" She has to be completely washable, but not plastic. Have 180 moveable parts...all replaceable. Run on black coffee and leftovers. Have a lap that disappears when she stands up. A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair. And six pairs of hands." The angel shook her head slowly and said. "Six pairs of hands.... no way." It's not the hands that are causing me problems," God remarked, "it's the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have." That's on the standard model?" asked the angel. God nodded. One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, 'What are you kids doing in there?' when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't but what she has to know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say. 'I understand and I love you' without so much as uttering a word." God," said the angel touching his sleeve gently, "Get some rest tomorrow...." I can't," said God, "I'm so close to creating something so close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick...can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger...and can get a nine year old to stand under a shower." The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. "It's too soft," she sighed. But tough!" said God excitedly. "You can imagine what this mother can do or endure." Can it think?" Not only can it think, but it can reason and compromise," said the Creator. Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek. There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told You that You were trying to put too much into this model." It's not a leak," said the Lord, "It's a tear." What's it for?" It's for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness, and pride." You are a genius, " said the angel. Somberly, God said, "I didn't put it there.
— Erma Bombeck, When God Created Mothers
When someone is in your heart, they're never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.
— Mitch Albom, For One More Day
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
— Kahlil Gibran
Don't cry over someone who wouldn't cry over you.
— Lauren Conrad
Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and fans the bonfire.
— François de La Rochefoucauld, Maxims
Stop fighting me!" he said, trying to pull on the arm he held.He was in a precarious position himself, straddling the rail as he tried to lean over far enough to get me and actually hold onto me.“Let go of me!” I yelled back.But he was too strong and managed to haul most of me over the rail, enough so that I wasn’t in total danger of falling again.See, here’s the thing. In that moment before I let go, I really had been contemplating my death. I’d come to terms with it and accepted it. I also, however, had known Dimitri might do something exactly like this. He was just that fast and that good. That was why I was holding my stake in the hand that was dangling free.I looked him in the eye. "I will always love you."Then I plunged the stake into his chest.It wasn’t as precise a blow as I would have liked, not with the skilled way he was dodging. I struggled to get the stake in deep enough to his heart, unsure if I could do it from this angle. Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one."That’s what I was supposed to say. . .” he gasped out.Those were his last words.
— Richelle Mead, Blood Promise
Being with you never felt wrong. It's the one thing I did right. You're the one thing I did right.
— Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo
I wonder how many people don't get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to be with.
— Fannie Flagg, Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and heightMy soul can reach
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
When you trip over love, it is easy to get up. But when you fall in love, it is impossible to stand again.
— Albert Einstein
This is where it all begins. Everything starts here, today.
— David Nicholls, One Day
to love life, to love it evenwhen you have no stomach for itand everything you've held dearcrumbles like burnt paper in your hands,your throat filled with the silt of it.When grief sits with you, its tropical heatthickening the air, heavy as watermore fit for gills than lungs;when grief weights you like your own fleshonly more of it, an obesity of grief,you think, How can a body withstand this?Then you hold life like a facebetween your palms, a plain face,no charming smile, no violet eyes,and you say, yes, I will take youI will love you, again.
— Ellen Bass
Without you in my arms, I feel an emptiness in my soul. I find myself searching the crowds for your face - I know it's an impossibility, but I cannot help myself.
— Nicholas Sparks, Message in a Bottle
To be fully seen by somebody, then, and be loved anyhow - this is a human offering that can border on miraculous.
— Elizabeth Gilbert, Committed: A Skeptic Makes Peace with Marriage
I’ve been fighting to be who I am all my life. What’s the point of being who I am, if I can’t have the person who was worth all the fighting for?
— Stephanie  Lennox, I Don't Remember You
I want to be in a relationship where you telling me you love me is just a ceremonious validation of what you already show me.
— Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.
— Jalaluddin Rumi
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.
— Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
True love is usually the most inconvenient kind.
— Kiera Cass, The Selection
You’ll get over it…” It’s the clichés that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don’t get over it because ‘it” is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not made anodyne by death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?
— Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body
Watch out for intellect,because it knows so much it knows nothingand leaves you hanging upside down,mouthing knowledge as your heartfalls out of your mouth.
— Anne Sexton, The Complete Poems
We're staying together," he promised. "You're not getting away from me. Never again.
— Rick Riordan, The Mark of Athena
The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?
— Percy Bysshe Shelley
Even After All this timeThe Sun never says to the Earth,"You owe me."LookWhat happensWith a love like that,It lights the whole sky.
When I say it's you I like, I'm talking about that part of you that knows that life is far more than anything you can ever see or hear or touch. That deep part of you that allows you to stand for those things without which humankind cannot survive. Love that conquers hate, peace that rises triumphant over war, and justice that proves more powerful than greed.
— Fred Rogers
To lose balance sometimes for love is part of living a balancedlife.
— Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, pray, love: one woman's search for everything
You know it's never fifty-fifty in a marriage. It's always seventy-thirty, or sixty-forty. Someone falls in love first. Someone puts someone else up on a pedestal. Someone works very hard to keep things rolling smoothly; someone else sails along for the ride.
— Jodi Picoult, Mercy
Therefore, dear Sir, love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you. For those who are near you are far away... and this shows that the space around you is beginning to grow vast.... be happy about your growth, in which of course you can't take anyone with you, and be gentle with those who stay behind; be confident and calm in front of them and don't torment them with your doubts and don't frighten them with your faith or joy, which they wouldn't be able to comprehend. Seek out some simple and true feeling of what you have in common with them, which doesn't necessarily have to alter when you yourself change again and again; when you see them, love life in a form that is not your own and be indulgent toward those who are growing old, who are afraid of the aloneness that you trust.... and don't expect any understanding; but believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.
— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
If you love something set it free, but don't be surprised if it comes back with herpes.
— Chuck Palahniuk
My wish is that you may be loved to the point of madness.
— André Breton, What is Surrealism?: Selected Writings
The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that.
— George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
— Anaïs Nin
I sought to hear the voice of God and climbed the topmost steeple, but God declared: "Go down again - I dwell among the people.
— John Henry Newman
You think because he doesn't love you that you are worthless. You think that because he doesn't want you anymore that he is right -- that his judgement and opinion of you are correct. If he throws you out, then you are garbage. You think he belongs to you because you want to belong to him. Don't. It's a bad word, 'belong.' Especially when you put it with somebody you love. Love shouldn't be like that. Did you ever see the way the clouds love a mountain? They circle all around it; sometimes you can't even see the mountain for the clouds. But you know what? You go up top and what do you see? His head. The clouds never cover the head. His head pokes through, beacuse the clouds let him; they don't wrap him up. They let him keep his head up high, free, with nothing to hide him or bind him. You can't own a human being. You can't lose what you don't own. Suppose you did own him. Could you really love somebody who was absolutely nobody without you? You really want somebody like that? Somebody who falls apart when you walk out the door? You don't, do you? And neither does he. You're turning over your whole life to him. Your whole life, girl. And if it means so little to you that you can just give it away, hand it to him, then why should it mean any more to him? He can't value you more than you value yourself.
— Toni Morrison
The bond forged between us was not one that could be broken by absence, distance, or time. And no matter how much more special or beautiful or brilliant or perfect than me he might be, he was as irreversibly altered as I was. As I would always belong to him, so would he always be mine.
— Stephenie Meyer, New Moon
Love is . . . Being happy for the other person when they are happy, Being sad for the person when they are sad, Being together in good times, And being together in bad times.LOVE IS THE SOURCE OF STRENGTH.Love is . . . Being honest with yourself at all times, Being honest with the other person at all times, Telling, listening, respecting the truth, And never pretending.LOVE IS THE SOURCE OF REALITY.Love is . . . An understanding so complete that you feel as if you are a part of the other person, Accepting the other person just the way they are, And not trying to change them to be something else.LOVE IS THE SOURCE OF UNITY.Love is . . . The freedom to pursue your own desires while sharing your experiences with the other person, The growth of one individual alongside of and together with the growth of another individual. LOVE IS THE SOURCE OF SUCCESS.Love is . . . The excitement of planning things together, The excitement of doing things together.LOVE IS THE SOURCE OF THE FUTURE.Love is . . . The fury of the storm, The calm in the rainbow.LOVE IS THE SOURCE OF PASSION.Love is . . . Giving and taking in a daily situation, Being patient with each other's needs and desires.LOVE IS THE SOURCE OF SHARING.Love is . . . Knowing that the other person will always be with you regardless of what happens, Missing the other person when they are away but remaining near in heart at all times.LOVE IS THE SOURCE OF SECURITY.LOVE IS . . . THE SOURCE OF LIFE!
— Susan Polis Schutz
If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.
— Mother Teresa
sometimes you don't need a goal in life, you don't need to know the big picture. you just need to know what you're going to do next!
— Sophie Kinsella, The Undomestic Goddess
We are who we are, be­cause of those we choose to love and be­cause of those who love us.
— Kate Mosse, The Winter Ghosts
I won't ever leave you, even though you're always leaving me.
— Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
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.
— Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
— Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss
The only calibration that counts is how much heart people invest, how much they ignore their fears of being hurt or caught out or humiliated. And the only thing people regret is that they didn't live boldly enough, that they didn't invest enough heart, didn't love enough. Nothing else really counts at all.
— Ted Hughes, Letters of Ted Hughes
We are not trapped or locked up in these bones. No, no. We are free to change. And love changes us. And if we can love one another, we can break open the sky.
— Walter Mosley, Blue Light
Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena.
— Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay
Ok. You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me. You show me a sensitive side, then you turn into a total asshole. Is this a pretty accurate description of our relationship.
— Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club
You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince
— E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey
I'm about to make a wild, extreme and severe relationship rule: the word busy is a load of crap and is most often used by assholes. The word "busy" is the relationship Weapon of Mass Destruction. It seems like a good excuse, but in fact in every silo you uncover, all you're going to find is a man who didn't care enough to call. Remember men are never to busy to get what they want.
— Greg Behrendt
About all you can do in life is be who you are. Some people will love you for you. Most will love you for what you can do for them, and some won't like you at all.
— Rita Mae Brown
For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
— D.H. Lawrence
The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.
— Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian
When I look in the mirror, I know I’m looking at someone who isn’t sure she deserves to be loved at all.
— Nicholas Sparks, Dear John
I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once. 
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
To me, “FEARLESS” is not the absence of fear. It’s not being completely unafraid. To me, FEARLESS is having fears. FEARLESS is having doubts. Lots of them. To me, FEARLESS is living in spite of those things that scare you to death. FEARLESS is falling madly in love again, even though you’ve been hurt before. FEARLESS is walking into your freshmen year of high school at fifteen. FEARLESS is getting back up and fighting for what you want over and over again… even though every time you’ve tried before, you’ve lost. It’s FEARLESS to have faith that someday things will change. FEARLESS is having the courage to say goodbye to someone who only hurts you, even if you can’t breathe without them. I think it’s FEARLESS to fall for your best friend, even though he’s in love with someone else. And when someone apologizes to you enough times for things they’ll never stop doing, I think it’s FEARLESS to stop believing them. It’s FEARLESS to say “you’re NOT sorry”, and walk away. I think loving someone despite what people think is FEARLESS. I think allowing yourself to cry on the bathroom floor is FEARLESS. Letting go is FEARLESS. Then, moving on and being alright…That’sFEARLESS too. But no matter what love throws at you, you have to believe in it. You have to believe in love stories and prince charmings and happily ever after. That’s why I write these songs. Because I think love is FEARLESS.
— Taylor Swift
The course of true love never did run smooth.
— William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
Romance is the glamour which turns the dust of everyday life into a golden haze. 
— Elinor Glyn
If there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it walls, and we will furnish it with soft, red interiors, from the inside out, and give it a knocker that resonates like a diamond falling to a jeweller's felt so that we should never hear it. Love me, because love doesn't exist, and I have tried everything that does.
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
In a perfect world, you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. And every glittering kiss and every touch of flesh is another shard of heart you’ll never see again.
— Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders
The human heart is a strange vessel. Love and hatred can exist side by side.
— Scott Westerfeld
For where all love is, the speaking is unnecessary
— Diana Gabaldon, Outlander
Someday you're gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. You'll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken, but your life was changing...
— Elizabeth Gilbert
When we meet someone and fall in love, we have a sense that the whole universe is on our side. And yet if something goes wrong, there is nothing left! How is it possible for the beauty that was there only minutes before to vanish so quickly? Life moves very fast. It rushes from heaven to hell in a matter of seconds.
— Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes
Spending time with you showed me what I’ve been missing in my life.
— Nicholas Sparks, The Choice
In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him. I think it’s impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves. And then, in that very moment when I love them.... I destroy them.
— Orson Scott Card, Ender's Game
sex is the consolation you have when you can't have love
— Gabriel García Márquez
It is possible to be in love with you just because of who you are.
— Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver
The music in his laughter had a way of rounding off the missing notes in her soul.
— Gloria Naylor, Linden Hills
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.
— Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is montegue? tis nor hand nor foot nor any other part belonging to a man What is in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, So Romeo would were he not Romeo called retain such dear perfection to which he owes without that title, Romeo, Doth thy name! And for that name which is no part of thee, take all thyself.
— William Shakespeare
Even more, I had never meant to love him. One thing I truly knew - knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest - was how love gave someone the power to break you
— Stephenie Meyer, Twilight
I bet you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe in someone's hand.
— Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
More smiling, less worrying. More compassion, less judgment. More blessed, less stressed. More love, less hate.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
Each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't strike them all by ourselves
— Laura Esquivel, Like Water for Chocolate
Yet each man kills the thing he lovesBy each let this be heardSome do it with a bitter lookSome with a flattering wordThe coward does it with a kissThe brave man with a sword
— Oscar Wilde, The Ballad Of Reading Gaol
I know that's what people say-- you'll get over it. I'd say it, too. But I know it's not true. Oh, youll be happy again, never fear. But you won't forget. Every time you fall in love it will be because something in the man reminds you of him.
— Betty  Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
Love is a decision, it is a judgment, it is a promise. If love were only a feeling, there would be no basis for the promise to love each other forever. A feeling comes and it may go. How can I judge that it will stay forever, when my act does not involve judgment and decision.
— Erich Fromm, The Art of Loving
But love is always new. Regardless of whether we love once, twice, or a dozen times in our life, we always face a brand-new situation. Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere. We simply have to accept it, because it is what nourishes our existence. If we reject it, we die of hunger, because we lack the courage to stretch out a hand and pluck the fruit from the branches of the tree of life. We have to take love where we find it, even if that means hours, days, weeks of disappointment and sadness.The moment we begin to seek love, love begins to seek us. And to save us.
— Paulo Coelho, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
— John Keats, Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne
I'd learned that some things are best kept secret.
— Nicholas Sparks, Dear John
You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.
— Richard Siken
Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.
— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend. The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body. I want to know where to touch you, I want to know how to touch you. I want to know convince you to design a smile just for me. Yes, I do want to be your friend. I want to be your best friend in the entire world.
— Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me
Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.
— Mitch Albom
If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter. 
— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
I am not an angel,' I asserted; 'and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself. Mr. Rochester, you must neither expect nor exact anything celestial of me - for you will not get it, any more than I shall get it of you: which I do not at all anticipate.
— Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
love, I've come to understand is more than three words mumbled before bedtime.
— Nicholas Sparks
It's not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.
— Mother Teresa
The highest function of love is that it makes the loved one a unique and irreplaceable being.
— Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume
I know enough to know that no woman should ever marry a man who hated his mother.
— Martha Gellhorn, Selected Letters
We are told that people stay in love because of chemistry, or because they remain intrigued with each other, because of many kindnesses, because of luck. But part of it has got to be forgiveness and gratefulness. 
— Ellen Goodman
NO. No no no. I don't want to screw you. I just love you. When did who you want to screw become the whole game? Since when is the person you want to screw the only person you get to love? It's so stupid, Tiny! I mean, Jesus, who even gives a fuck about sex?! People act like it's the most important thing humans do, but come on. How can our sentient fucking lives revolve around something slugs can do. I mean, who you want to screw and whether you screw them? Those are important questions, I guess. But they're not that important. You know what's important? Who would you die for? Who do you wake up at five forty-five in the morning for even though you don't even know why he needs you? Whose drunken nose would you pick?!
— John Green, Will Grayson, Will Grayson
And what would humans be without love?"RARE, said Death.
— Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
Of course you can have a true Shadowhunter name," Will said. "You can have mine."Tessa stared at him, all black and white against the black-and-white snow and stone. "Your name?"Will took a step toward her, till they stood face-to-face. Then he reached to take her hand and slid off her glove, which he put into his pocket. He held her bare hand in his, his fingers curved around hers. His hand was warm and callused, and his touch made her shiver. His eyes were steady and blue; they were everything that Will was: true and tender, sharp and witty, loving and kind. "Marry me," he said. "Marry me, Tess. Marry me and be called Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray, or be whatever you wish to call yourself, but marry me and stay with me and never leave me, for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it.
— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
I have feelings too. I am still human. All I want is to be loved, for myself and for my talent. 
— Marilyn Monroe
Afterward, I had the last laugh. I made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up, but hey-when you are the son of Poseidon, you don't have to hurry. And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.
— Rick Riordan
Love is not the absence of logicbut logic examined and recalculatedheated and curved to fitinside the contours of the heart
— Tammara Webber, Easy
True love is not so much a matter of romance as it is a matter of anxious concern for the well-being of one's companion.
— Gordon B. Hinckley, Stand a Little Taller
Hearts are breakable," Isabelle said. "And I think even when you heal, you're never what you were before".
— Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels
Just because you're beautiful and perfect, it's made you conceited.
— William Goldman, The Princess Bride
Sometimes God allows what he hates to accomplish what he loves.
— Joni Eareckson Tada, The God I Love
It was many and many a year ago,In a kingdom by the sea,That a maiden there lived whom you may knowBy the name of ANNABEL LEE;And this maiden she lived with no other thoughtThan to love and be loved by me.I was a child and she was a child,In this kingdom by the sea;But we loved with a love that was more than love-I and my Annabel Lee;With a love that the winged seraphs of heavenCoveted her and me.And this was the reason that, long ago,In this kingdom by the sea,A wind blew out of a cloud, chillingMy beautiful Annabel Lee;So that her highborn kinsman cameAnd bore her away from me,To shut her up in a sepulchreIn this kingdom by the sea.The angels, not half so happy in heaven,Went envying her and me-Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,In this kingdom by the sea)That the wind came out of the cloud by night,Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.But our love it was stronger by far than the loveOf 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 soulOf the beautiful Annabel Lee.For the moon never beams without bringing me dreamsOf the beautiful Annabel Lee;And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyesOf the beautiful Annabel Lee;And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the sideOf my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,In the sepulchre there by the sea,In her tomb by the sounding sea.
— Edgar Allan Poe
When love beckons to you follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth......But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure, Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor, Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love. And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself."But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
— Kahlil Gibran, Le Prophète
You are the one girl that made me risk eveything for a future worth having.
— Simone Elkeles, Perfect Chemistry
By the time you swear you're his,Shivering and sighing.And he vows his passion is,Infinite, undying.Lady make note of this --One of you is lying.
— Dorothy Parker
Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.
— Anaïs Nin
I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time.
— John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
That's what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you're not so lovable.
— Deb Caletti
Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love.
— Jalaluddin Rumi
The heart is the toughest part of the body. Tenderness is in the hands.
— Carolyn Forché, The Country Between Us
Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
She was my dream. She made me who I am, and holding her in my arms was more natural to me than my own heartbeat. I think about her all the time. Even now, when I'm sitting here, I think about her. There could never have been another.
— Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
The soul is healed by being with children.
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky