Quotes About Love

Sex, Sex, Sex, seems like that is everything nowadays, I'm not like that I need healthy stimulation to my mind, capture my mind and my heart will follow.

Diverting from a chaos path requires heart, empathy, love and three times the amount of time it first took you to land in the path of chaos

Words without a heartbeat are just great words

Out of all the toads I kissed you are my first prince

Anything that includes care, love and empathy is always a great investment and helps shorten the time it takes to receiving your return on investment

That is how we always keep our beloved dead alive, isn't it? By telling stories about them; true stories.

Love does not die easily. It is a living thing. It thrives in the face of all of life's hazards, save one -- neglect.

Minho looked at Thomas, a serious expression on his face. "If I don't see you on the other side," he said in a sappy voice, "remember that I love you.

Thomas hated the people who'd taken this poor, innocent kid form his family. He hated them with a passion he didn't know a human could feel. He wanted them dead, tortured, even. He wanted Chuck to be happy. But happiness had been ripped form their lives. Love had been ripped from their lives.

Wonder why we can do this,' he called out with his mind. The mental effort of speaking to her was already straining—he felt a headache forming like a bulge in his brain. 'Maybe we were lovers,' Teresa said. Thomas tripped and crashed to the ground. Smiling sheepishly at Minho, who'd turned to look without slowing, Thomas got back up and caught up to him. 'What?' he finally asked. He sensed a laugh from her, a watery image full of color.

Reason we're here is because almost every lovin' kid in the Glade has come up to me in the last day or two either boohooing about Thomas or beggin' to take his bloody hand in marriage...

Minho looked at Thomas, a serious expression on his face, "if I don't see you on the other side," he said in a sappy voice, "remember that I love you." Snickering at Thomas's eye roll, he went through the doors and they closed.

I'm so sorry," he whispered to her, knowing she couldn't hear. I'm so sorry." Her mouth moved, working to speak, and he leaned in to make out what she was trying to say. "Me ... too," she whispered. "I only ever ... cared for...

Running away from her was the hardest thing he'd ever done, he had no doubt of it.

She means the world to me, and nothing will ever change that.

And hating himself for caring after everything she'd done to him.

The boy's bravery solidified something in Thomas's heart. He loved the kid. He loved him as if they had the same mum.

They hugged, tight and warm and full of the promise he'd made upon waking up.

Saving you was worth losing what we might've had.

Murió para salvarte, dijo Teresa. Fue su elección. No la desperdicies.

She grabbed his hand and intertwined their fingers, now walking alongside him, hand in hand like old lovers.

All he could do was focus on the next rung of the ladder: Trina. He had to find Trina. If for no other reason than so he could die with her.

Y luego se besaron. Algo exploto dentro de su pecho, haciéndolo olvidar la tensión, la confusión y el miedo, borrando el dolor de unos segundos antes. Por un momento sintió que ya nada le preocupaba. Que a partir de ese momento todo estaría bien.

Ella estaba allí. L a había tenido en sus brazos. Habían estado juntos de nuevos. Se habían besado y el había sentido algo que hubiera creído imposible llegar a sentir alguna vez. Y ahora tenia que irse y dejarla.