Quotes About Love

After two solid weeks of waking up in Damen's bed, wrapped in Damen's arms, you'd think I'd have grown used to it by now. But nope. Not even close. Though I could get used to it. I'd like to get used to it.

What a tangle love is.

You cannot always have happiness, but you can always give happiness.

Another one from the immortals and again i cant remember what book. Haven to Ever In every relationship there is always someone who loves more, my point is no matter how it looks from the outside the truth is, its never really equal, that's just not the way it works,there is always the pursued and the pursuer, the cat and the mouse.

And I know you've spent a lifetime trying to protect me from the staggering pain of grief that comes from losing the things and the people and the places you allowed yourself to care about--but guess what, Jennika--that's no way to live. As much as it hurts to lose something you love, there's much greater joy in getting to experience it for as long as it lasts.

No podía soportar el perderte de nuevo, – Él murmura, arrodillándose junto a mí. –No esta vez. No otra vez. –

I mean, I'm with him, and he's with me, and that's the way it's meant to eternally be.

I really like him. I can't help it. And no matter how hard i try to pretend otherwise, it doesn't make it any less true.

There are only two emotions, love and fear. Love and fear is all there is--everything else is just an offshoot, motivated by those two.

Either way, we'll ride out together. That's how it is with soul mates. Thats just what they do.

The boy I fell madly in love with – the boy made entirely of goodness and light – has been snuffed out by the bloodthirsty creature that glowers before me.

Tulipanes rojos: amor eterno.

Love is stronger than evil. Love is the answer. Love is all there is. Love conquers. Love heals. Love unites. All you need is love. Love makes the world go round…

Love is a gift. Passion is a curse

Don't we deserve a little peace?" I pull her back to me, deluding myself into thinking that if I can just hug her enough, love her enough, I can vanquish her fears.

I reach for the book on my nightstand instead. Immersed in the story of a guy and a girl so entwined, so perfectly made for each other, their love transcends time. Wishing I could climb inside those pages and live there forever, preferring their story to mine.

Love is irrational. Nonsensical. Makes you feel things that seem wildly inappropriate when you consider the surrounding circumstances. And yet you shouldn't ever question it, shouldn't ever doubt it. You should just accept it for the gift it is.

Siempre te he querido. Y siempre te querré. -Damen Auguste

Love and fear. Love and fear is all there is—everything else is just an offshoot, motivated by those two.

Damen's the one who loves more. He'd do anything for you. You're just along for the ride.

That's what true love is. It cannot be broken, it cannot be chipped away, it's eternal, everlasting, and it can weather any storm.

you never really stop missing someone—you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence.

My feelings for you are not conditional. I don't judge you. I don't loose patience with you. I don't punish you. I just love you. That's all. Pure and simple.

In my old age, I have come to believe that love is not a noun but a verb. An action. Like water, it flows to its own current. If you were to corner it in a dam, true love is so bountiful it would flow over. Even in separation, even in death, it moves and changes. It lives within memory, in the haunting of a touch, the transience of a smell, or the nuance of a sigh. It seeks to leave a trace like a fossil in the sand, a leaf burned into baking asphalt.