Quotes About Love

Makes a cathedral, him pressing against me, his lips at my neck, and yes, I do believe his mouth is heaven, his kisses falling over me like stars.

The boy's no good. The boy is just no good. / but he takes you in his arms and pushes your flesh around to see if you could ever be ugly to him.

and you play along, because you want to die for love, you always have.

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 don't even have a name for.

Can we love nature for what it really is: predatory? We do not walk through a passive landscape. The paint dries eventually. We collide with place, which is another name for God, and limp away with a permanent injury. Ask for a blessing? You can try, but we will not remain unscathed.

Love on the water, love underwater, love, love and so on.

You could love this boy with all your heart.

Do you want it? Do you want anything I have? Will you throw me to the ground like you mean it, reach inside and wrestle it out with your bare hands? If you love me, Henry, you don't love me in a way I understand.

Lie down on the bed, you're all I ever wanted and worth dying for too... but I think I'd rather keep the bullet.

Love, for you is larger than the usual romantic love. It's like a religion. It's terrifying.

but more frequently I was finding myself sleepless and he was running out of lullabies

It's not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere, it's more like a song on a policeman's radio, how we rolled up the carpet so we could dance, and the days were bright red, and every time we kissed there was another apple to slice into pieces.

You were drinking sangria and I was throwing oranges at you, but it didn't matter. I said my arms are very long and your head's on fire. I said kiss me here and here and here and you did.

Sweetheart, is that you?

They want you to love the whole damn world but you won't

You have never experienced anything this ferocious or intentional with another person.

and you don't trust him to love you in a way you would enjoy

The world doesn't know what to do with my love. Because it isn't used to being loved. It's a framework problem.

I'll call you darling, hold you tight.

You said I could have anything I wanted, but I just couldn't say it out loud. Actually, you said Love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. It's like a religion. It's terrifying. No one will ever want to sleep with you.

The way you slam your body into mine reminds me I'm alive

I'll give you my heart to make a place for it to happen, evidence of a love that transcends hunger. Is that too much to expect? That I would name the stars for you? That I would take you there?

Your name like a song I sing to myself, your name like a box where I keep my love, your name like a boat in the sea of love—O now we're in the sea of love!

Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.