Quotes About Love

His arms around her felt like nothing she'd ever known and everything she'd ever wanted.

Only the Hopeless love God. Because God may love us, but the devil takes an interest.

There are many ways to take a heart. And the King of Crows uses all methods; he shies from none. He's happy to have it cut out all at once as I, the huntsman, did. He's happy to have it taken piece by piece, year by year, like a miser hoarding coins, with punishing silences, biting glances, and love served cold. Poisonous words do the job, too. They are as sharp as knives and leave their victims hollow.

In this realm, evil has vanquished love. - Alítheia

All her life, she'd loved books. She loved the look of them, the smell of them, the sweet weight of them in her arms. Most of all, she loved the feeling she got every time she picked one up-the feeling of holding an entire world in her hands.

A powerful king has taken my heart, she thought. But a penniless boy has stolen it.

You'd live happily ever after. On nothing but love and pastries.

To love, to truly love another—that is not for the faint of heart. Why, I've seen a husband mop the brow of his plague-ridden wife, heedless of his own safety. I've seen a murderer's mother weep at the gallows, and a starving boy give his last crust of bread to his sister. Love is so strong, so ferocious, that she frightens even me. Me…

The love of the sea folk is my strength. That was it. The answer she needed. It had been there all along. She heard Thalassa's voice now: A ruler's greatest power comes from her heart—from the love she bears her subjects, and the love they bear her. Vr?ja's: Nothing is more powerful than love. And Elena's: Love's the greatest magic of all.

She was foolish and weak. She'd trusted Haakon, because he was beautiful and dazzling, because he'd spoken a few romantic words to her and made her believe that he loved her.

Sera was beginning to see that love wasn't pretty words and easy promises. Love was hard. It challenged you and changed you. It filled your heart and sometimes hardened it too. Love demanded sacrifices. She'd made many over the last few weeks, and knew she would be called upon to make many more.

Oh, my. Oh, dear," he said. "Is this also love? This terrible pain?" Belle nodded. "Love is hard. I had no idea how hard. Is it worth the pain?" "Yes," Belle said. "It is.

Love is a fearsome thing. It is braver than generals, stronger than fortresses. It opens graves and pulls rings off corpses. It sits up through the long, lonely night with a failing child. It fashions hearts out of scraps and bits and rusty things and makes them beat on, no matter how many times they break.

Serafina slid the ring off her finger… "You belong to another Sera, not me," she whispered.

Compared to me, everyone has normal relationships.' Sera laughed. 'Right. Especially me. I'm the queen of normal relationships. The merman I love is about to marry someone else. We have to pretend to hate each other. And his future wife is trying to kill me. Totally normal.

Life is fragile. Life ends. But love? Love lives forever.

I am my head and my heart, all that I know, all that I love, everything I hope for. I am the blue waters of the Rhine, sparkling in the sun.

Love was the same way. The higher the stakes, the more impossible the odds, the more eager she was to up the ante. It was the one thing the two sisters had in common.

It's your move," said Love. "I'm quite aware of that," said Death. "Ticktock," said Love. "Only fools rush Death," said Death.

Home is all the people, all the places, and all the things that you love

As Love and Death watched, the queen offered the king a kiss. Surprised by so sweet a mercy, the king embraced the queen. A second later, he crumpled to the board, a dagger sticking out of his back. "And they say I'm ruthless!" Death exclaimed.

Love is so strong, so ferocious, that she frightens even me. Me , Belle. A woman who strolls through battlefields and sick houses. Who takes tea with executioners.

Love was the same way.

A veces es más fácil decir que odias lo que no tienes que reconocer cuánto lo quieres.