Quotes About Love

I never once cheated on you. I never even looked at another girl when we were together." Conrad Fisher

Sometimes it hurts to look at you," I said. I loved that I could say that and he knew exactly what I meant.

It's all relative, I suppose. You think you know love, you think you know real pain, but you don't. You don't know anything.

I say, " I can't believe you're really here." He sounds almost shy when he says, "Me neither." And then he hesitates. "Are you still coming with me?" I cant believe he even has to ask. I would go anywhere. "Yes," I tell him. It feels like nothing else exists outside of that word, this moment. There's just us. Everything that happened this past summer and every summer before it, has all led up to this. To Now

I spun away from him. I didn't need his pity. I started walking in the opposite direction of the house. I didn't know where I was going, I just wanted to get away from him. He called out, "I still love you." I froze. And then slowly, I turned around to look at him. "Don't say that

I go wherever you go,' he says, launching us into the water. This is our start. This is the moment it becomes real. We are married. We are infinite. Me and Conrad. The first boy I ever slow danced with, ever cried over. Ever loved.

Kitty's always saying how origin stories are important. At college, when people ask us how we met, how will we answer them? The short story is, we grew up together. But that's more Josh's and my story. High school sweet-hearts? That's Peter and Gen's story. So what's ours, then? I suppose I'll say it all started with a love letter.

I don't just want a part of you. I want all of you Jeremiah Fisher

My two great loves. I think I always knew I would be Belly Fisher one day. I just didn't know it was going to happen like this.

You Are The Milk To My Shake, forever and ever. Love, J

I still don't think it's pathetic to cry over someone. It just means you care about them deeply and you're sad.

When I used to picture forever, it was always with the same boy. In my dreams, my future was set. A sure thing. This isn't the way I'd pictured it. … The future is unclear. But it's still mine.

Us," Peter corrects. "I did it for us." He links our fingers together. "It's you and me, kid.

I finally said it. The actual words, out loud, to her face. It was a relief, not carrying it around anymore, and it was a rush, actually telling her. I was in an elated sort of daze, on a high. She loved me. I didn't need to hear her say it out loud, I knew it innately in the way she looked at me just then. Conrad Fisher

I see the difference now, between loving someone from afar and loving someone up close. When you see them up close, you see the real them, but they also get to see the real you.

You can't put being in love on a scale. Either you are or you aren't.

One day all of this will be proof, proof that we were here, proof that we loved each other. It's the guarantee that no matter what happens to us in the future, this time was ours. When

If two people are meant to be, they'll find their way to each other.

Relationships are incredibly amorphous. They could get back together. They could stay friends. Who's to say what will happen in the future?

Don't let it happen to you, Lara Jean. Don't get too serious to where things can't go back. Be in love with Peter if you want, but be careful with your heart. Things feel like they'll be forever, but they aren't. Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed.

If this is love, no thanks. I don't want any part of it. When I'm older, I'm just going to do my own thing. If I like a boy, fine, I'll date him, but I'm not going to sit at home and cry over him. I cry over important things.

Suddenly I had this feeling, this absolute certainty, that I was never going to be able to let him go. It was as simple and as hard as that. I had clung to him like a barnacle all these years, and now I couldn't cut away. It was my own fault, really. I couldn't let go of Conrad.

We were just two teenagers, looking up at the sky on a cold February night. So no, he didn't give me flowers or candy. He gave me the moon and the stars. Infinity.

What must it be like, to have a boy like you so much he cries for you?