Quotes About Love

Ella es muy bonita, ¿verdad? ¿Bonita? ¡Es la criatura más hermosa con que yo haya tropezado en mi vida! Eso decía mi corazón.

Mi madre se llamaba María Vizcaíno y estaba llena de bondad, tanta, que su corazón no resistió aquella carga y reventó. No, no es fácil querer mucho, Juan

No sé lo que está pasando dentro de mí; pero a cada momento siento que hay algo grande y noble por lo que se puede luchar y vivir. Ese algo grande, para mí, lo eres tú. Esto lo he sabido desde hace mucho, mas ahora que estoy lejos lo he ratificado y comprendido.

Estuve leyendo hace rato a un tipo que se llama Walt Whitman y encontré una cosa que dice: El que camina un minuto sin amor, camina amortajado hacia su propio funeral. Y esto me hizo recordar que yo siempre anduve paseando mi amor por todas partes, hasta que te encontré a ti y te lo di enteramente.

Ni siquiera le robé el espacio a la tierra... me enterraron en tu misma sepultura y cupe muy bien en el hueco de tus brazos. Aquí en este rincón donde me tienes ahora.

I waited thirty years for you to return, Susana. I wanted to have it all. Not just part of it, but everything there was to have, to the point that there would be nothing left for us to want, no desire but your wishes.

I watched the trickles glinting in the lightning flashes, and every breath I breathed, I sighed. And every thought I thought was of you, Susana.

La Virgen nuestra, nuestra madre, que no quiere saber nada de nuestros pecados; que se echa la culpa de nuestros pecados; la que quisiera llevarnos en sus brazos para que no nos lastime la vida, está aquí junto a nosotros, aliviándonos el cansancio y las enfermedades del alma y de nuestro cuerpo ahuatado, herido y suplicante.

Y Natalia se olvidó de mí desde entonces. Yo sé cómo le brillaban antes los ojos como si fueran charcos alumbrados por la luna. Pero de pronto se destiñeron, se le borró la mirada como si la hubiera revolcado en la tierra. Y pareció no ver ya nada.

venía sonriéndose mi corazón y dando de brincos a cada paso, como si no le cupiera el gusto de saber que tú existes.

Don't be a jerk. Try to love everyone. Give more than you take. And do it despite the fact that you only really like about 7 out of five hundred people.

I am speaking of something deeper. I am speaking of everything a being can give another. This is what I offer you. I offer myself.

Amy looked up at him. Their faces were very close. She remembered when those dark expressive eyes would make her quiver inside, when being this close would make her blush and stammer. Not anymore, though.

Vivian Gornick's memoir Fierce Attachments

A saint is a human being who neither wants nor needs to hurt you.

A ?????? ?? ????? ????????? ?? ??????, ????????? ???? ????????? ???.

If I ever think you are even considering leaving me again, no matter how good you reasons, I'll have you locked in your rooms and the doors barricaded, so help me God. He lifted her foot and began to dry it. Her voice shaking, Whitney asked, Will you stay locked in there with me? He raised her dainty foot to his jaw and tenderly laid his cheek against it, then turned his head and kissed it. Yes, he whispered. -Clayton Westmoreland

We all do foolish things when we are in love. Don't we, your grace?

Feeling a little foolish over her confidences, Elizabeth glanced up at him with an embarrassed smile. "What is the most beautiful place you've ever seen?" Dragging his gaze from the beauty of the gardens, Ian looked down at the beauty beside him. "Any place," he said huskily, "where you are.

Elizabeth's entire body started to tremble as his lips began descending to hers. and she sought to forestall what her heart knew was inevitable by reasoning with him. "A gently bred Englishwoman," she shakily quoted Lucinda's lecture. "feels nothing stronger than affection. We do not fall in love." His warm lips covered hers. "I'm a Scot," he murmured huskily. "We do.

I was a fool! Loving someone who doesn't love you is hell! Don't ever let anyone convince you that you can be happy with someone who doesn't love you.

Let me go." "I can't", he said hoarsely, (…)" I've tried a hundred times to let you go, Victoria, but I can't.

If I had a hundred kingdoms, I would trade them all for you, my dearest love. I was nothing until you.

Love can't be forced into existence,(...)It won't come simply because you will it to happen