Quotes About Love

Maybe this was all supposed to happen just like this, because . . . because it was always gonna be you and me.

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 feels like they'll be forever, but they aren't. Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed.

When Conrad Fisher told a girl he loved her, he meant it. A girl could believe in that. A girl could maybe even bet her whole life on it.

I think you should fall in love at least twice in high school.

I don't think relationships are just physicality. There are ways to show you care about someone, not just using your lips... Or any other body part.

I turn on my side and close my eyes. What must it be like, to have a boy like you so much he cries for you? And not just any boy. Josh. Our Josh. To answer her question: yes, I think I have been in real love. Just once, though. With Josh. Our Josh.

I remember what it felt like to fall in love for the first time. You think you'll never love like that again. But you do.

He drives off into the night and I'm still standing there with my fingers to my lips. Peter Kavinsky just kissed me.

I tighten my fingers around his. If we just hold on tight enough, it will all be okay.

I don't think I'd want it; it's a lot of responsibility to hold a person's heart in your hands.

We are sisters, and there's nothing she or I can ever say or do to change that.

I'm standing there in the open door and the thought flies in my head, so quick, so unexpected, I can't stop myself from thinking it: If you were mine, I would never have broken up with you, not in a million years.

It still feels weird to spend money on Christmas trees. Back when Mom was alive, we'd go out "tree hunting." That's what she called it, anyway. I think other people might use the word "trespassing.

It's the connection between two people that can't be severed, even when love turns to hate. You still have those old feelings for them; you can't ever completely shake them loose of you; you will always have tenderness in your heart for them.

I like you so much I don't know what to do with it. My heart beats so fast when I know I'm going to see you again.

He doesn't know it, but when Peter talks about Genevieve, he gets a certain softness in his face. It's tenderness mixed with impatience. And something else. Love. Peter can protest all he wants, but I know he still loves her.

He kissed like he was drowning and I was air. It was passionate, and desperate, and like nothing I had ever experienced before. This was what people meant when they said the earth stopped turning. It felt like a world outside of that care, that moment, didn't exist. It was just us.

Up close, your face wasn't so much handsome as beautiful.

It's the kind of love that doesn't know better and doesn't want to—it's dizzy and foolish and fierce.

All of this love crap makes me want to puke.

Peter's gone away on his training weekend. It's only been one day and I'm already longing for him the way I long for Christmas in July. Peter is my cocoa in a cup, my red mittens, my Christmas morning feeling. He

I think 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.

They're not love letters in the strictest sense of the word. My letters are for when I don't want to be in love anymore. They're for good-bye. Because after I write my letter, I'm no longer consumed by my all-consuming love.

But then I saw the way he blushed, the way he looked off into space, and I knew it wasn't for me.