Quotes About Love

God, my son was wounded as he fought forces beyond his control. He's a good boy, and he works hard to do what's right, and we love him very much. We ask that you care for him, and heal his wounds if it is your will, and care for his soul if it is not. May the one who blessed our ancestors, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, Sarah, Rebecca, Rachel, and Leah, bless and heal Ellery Joseph Cramer.

No," Sammy said, shrugging. "It makes sense. Cierra has two moms, so it's got to balance somewhere. I'm sorry you can't eat dinner with us.

How were we supposed to know we'd meet our one perfect person learning how to pick pockets by the Coliseum?" "I should have spent ten years convincing you," Felix said savagely.

But how will I know you?" he whispered in the dream. "You knew me before you kissed me," Lance whispered back.

Kids were his soft spot. Who knew?

Is it always like this?" Dawson whispered. "This buzz in my stomach and my chest—how happy I am to hold you? Does it always feel like this?" Jared lifted his face in the dark, his lower lip full and swollen from kisses, his eyes shiny. "No," he said soberly. "No. This is special.

You're so beautiful," he murmured. "So beautiful. You're kind and smart and the best lover I will ever have. And I love you. And you probably don't believe that and think I'm too young, but I've believed I was in love a thousand times, and this is the first time it made me better. Made me stronger. Made me someone who can really love and not someone who is constantly begging for what the world won't give me. You did that.

If basketball loves me as much as I've loved this sport, then it's not going to care who I am when I play it. If the world hates me more than it loves basketball, then I'd say that's the world's loss.

Their entire life was about to start, and he'd never in his life seen such promise. He loved, and was loved in return, and every day in which that is true is cause for celebration. Don't miss how the story started!

They'd perfected this maneuver with the birth of Nica's fifth child and Taylor's namesake, the irrepressible Princess T.

It's okay," he said quietly. "We break one or two every year. They were Mommy's—it's like she gives us a way to let her slip out of our minds.

It was a beautiful dream, being with this one person who loved him. He could warm himself by that dream and wake up in its bed every day and every night—but he wasn't sure if he could ever really inhabit that dream.

that they cared for would not be hurt, it was nowhere to be found, and the wounds were as fresh and as red as they had been when both of them had been brand-new and had no sins in the world to stain them.

I hope so. Watch Dane. Mom's going to go get some Kool-Aid for both of us." Mason would figure out later that Mom's Kool-Aid had a healthy dollop of vodka, but then, who could blame her at that point?

Galen's sweet Benedictine smile illuminated his face in that mix of glory and dirt, and John had to swallow hard or he would have just cried at beauty like a kid in church.

You live. Whether I'm out there or not, you live. Because leaving you is going to be like ripping my arms off, and my lungs, and all the other things, and the only thing keeping me from bleeding out is going to be knowing you're okay. So you find a purpose, you start school, you fall in love again, but you live!

Clay was like patient zero of Dane's happiness virus. Dane needed to catch him.

It's hard to look for another man when your sky turns black and the world has crumbled up and turned to powder. I don't have a spare heart in my pocket in case you don't learn to duck and I lose you. You have to have faith in the world to love, Jackson. You are my faith. Don't take my faith away from me.

Yeah, well, the one thing I've learned this past year? It's that worry means love.

We want you here in thirty years, asshole!" had been Jon's final word on the subject, and Deacon found that he didn't have much fight left in him when it came to being separated from Crick.

God… God… don't you see, lubime? Don't you see at all? You are a hero. You're our hero. You're Benny's hero. You're a hero to every poor kid you've ever helped on the streets. You're my hero. You see weird and awkward? I see wonderful. I… I am damaged, God help me. I am damaged and bitchy and a pain in the ass, and you have

Oh, that was wonderful. That was the reason the gods let old men live, Cal. So we can watch young men fall in love.

Ace really only had one goal in life, and it was to keep his skinny blond dirty bomb of a boyfriend from detonating and killing them all.

Dammit, he wasn't a kid to go shooting off with just a touch, and Crick stroked his hair until he knew he wasn't going to lose it before he was buried inside the love of his goddamned life.