A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.
All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
My nightmares are usually about losing you. I'm okay once I realize you're here.
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.
You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope...I have loved none but you.
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 romantic person has a desperate confidence that they won't.
He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.
All the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.
Immature love says "I love you because I need you." Mature love says "I need you because I love you."
The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
If you want to be loved, be lovable.
Man loves little and often, woman much and rarely.
The first sigh of love is the last of wisdom.
Love is an ocean of emotions, entirely surrounded by expenses.
If you would be loved, love and be lovable.
You two are too cute,” the counter girl said, setting two cups piled with whipped cream on the counter. She had a sort of lopsided, open smile that made me think she laughed a lot. “Seriously. How long have you been going out?” Sam let go of my hands to get his wallet and took out some bills. “Six years.” I wrinkled my nose to cover a laugh. Of course he would count the time that we’d been two entirely different species. Whoa.
Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.
Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.
Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot.
I love you, in my mind where my thoughts reside, in my heart where my emotions live, and in my soul where my dreams are born. I love you.