Quotes About Love

the sails in wind and the slap of waves on the hull of a boat that's sinking to the sound of mermaids singing songs of love, and the tug of a simple profound sadness when it sounds so far away.

And no one can ever figure out what you want, and you won't tell them, and you realize the person who loves you isn't the one you thought it would be, and you don't trust him to love you in a way you would enjoy.

Sure, I sink the boat of love, but that comes later. And yes, I swallow glass, but that comes later.

You do this, you do. You take the things you love and tear them apart or you pin them down with your body and pretend they're yours.

I've been in your body, baby, and it was paradise.

The waters of the dead, a clear road, every lover in the form of stars, the road blocked.

All night I stretched my arms across him, rivers of blood, the dark woods, singing with all my skin and bone Please keep him safe. Let him lay his head on my chest and we will be like sailors, swimming in the sound of it, dashed to pieces.

The radio aches a little tune that tells the story of what the night is thinking. It's thinking of love.

you're all I ever wanted / and worth dying for too

His shoulder blots out the stars but the minutes don't stop. He covers my body with his body but the minutes don't stop.

The trees in wind, the streetlights on, the click and flash of cigarettes being smoked on the lawn, and just a little kiss before we say goodnight. It spins like a wheel inside you: green-yellow, green-blue, green beautiful green. It's simple: it isn't over, it's just begun. It's green. It's still green.

The heart is monologuing about hesitation and fulfillment while behind the red brocade the heart is drowning. Can the heart escape? Does love even care?

I couldn't make you love me and I'm tired of pulling your teeth.

You take her out into the rain and you fall in love with her and she leaves you and you're desolate.

You just wanted to prove there was one safe place, just one safe place where you could love him. You have not found that place yet. You have not made that place yet. You are here. You are here. You're still right here.

I want what everyone wants.

You were very beautiful.

Here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed. Crossed out.

The lawn drowned, the sky on fire, the gold light falling backwards through the glass of every room. 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?

I made this place for you. A place for you to love me. If this isn't the kingdom then I don't know what is.

I crawled out the window and ran into the woods. I had to make up all the words myself. The way they taste, the way they sound in the air. I passed through the narrow gate, stumbled in, stumbled around for awhile, and stumbled back out. I made this place for you. A place for you to love me. If this isn't the kingdom then I don't know what is.

You said Will you love me even more when I'm dead?

The interesting thing is: if you do it for love, the money comes anyway.

It's not always easy to push yourself, and that's why they invented mothers.