Quotes Tagged "love"

A man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her.

Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.

I want you to be weak. As weak as I am.

I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything. Maybe we’re from the same star.

Six hundred and forty fish later, the only thing I know is everything you love will die. The first time you meet someone special, you can count on them one day being dead and in the ground.

These pictures are my heart. And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.

And in the end, we were all just humans.. drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.

Often it is the most deserving people who cannot help loving those who destroy them.

O serpent heart hid with a flowering face! Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!

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

A true gentleman is one that apologizes anyways, even though he has not offended a lady intentionally. He is in a class all of his own because he knows the value of a woman's heart.

There is no time for cut-and-dried monotony. There is time for work. And time for love. That leaves no other time.

Love, like fire, goes out without fuel.

Words can never fully say what we want them to say, for they fumble, stammer, and break the best porcelain. The best one can hope for is to find along the way someone to share the path, content to walk in silence, for the heart communes best when it does not try to speak.

It is the possibility that keeps me going, and though you may call me a dreamer or a fool or any other thing, I believe that anything is possible.

I'll find you. There is no place in this world you can hide from me. I'm watching. Love, Dimitri

The fact is…I’m in love with you, and I have been for some time.

People die, I think, but your relationship with them doesn't. It continues and is ever-changing.

Like some wines our love could neither mature nor travel.

Annabeth pressed her lips to Percy’s ear. “I love you.” She wasn’t sure he could hear her—but if they died, she wanted those to be her last words.