Quotes About Love

You don't think monster girls and wicked boys deserve love?

We all wind up drawn to what we're afraid of, drawn to try to find a way to make ourselves safe from a thing by crawling inside of it, by loving it, by becoming it.

I love you, you see...and I fear I have no way to say or show it that isn't terrible, except coming here. I would kill everyone in the world for you, if you wanted.......Or not obviously

We love until we do not. For us, love doesn't fade gradually. It snaps like a branch bent too far.

Maybe it isn't the worst thing to want to be loved, even if you're not. Even if it hurts. Maybe being human isn't always being weak. Maybe it was the shame that was the problem.

I have heard that for mortals, the feeling of falling in love is very like the feeling of fear. Your heart beats fast. Your senses are heightened. You grow light-headed, maybe even dizzy.

whatever you love, that is your weakness

She's my wife," Cardan says, his voice carrying over the crowd. "The rightful High Queen of Elfhame. And most definitely not in exile.

No," said Luis, "You can't date the Lord of the Night Court." "Well, I'm not, he dumped me." "You can't get dumped by the lord of the night court." "Oh, yes, you can. You so completely can.

I would remain nearer you for what time there is." "Gone in one faerie sigh," she quoted. Leather-clad fingers brushed over her short hair, rested on her cheek. "I can hold my breath.

That's family for you. Can't live with them, can't murder them.

Marry me," he says. "Become the Queen of Elfhame.

Death has his favorites, like anyone. Those who are beloved of Death will not die.

Mine . The language of love is like that, possessive. That should be the first warning that it's not going to encourage anyone's betterment.

Let's start with a love story. Or maybe it's another horror story. It seems like the difference is mostly in where the ending comes.

Guard your mortal heart.

You love him, too, I think. You've loved him since before you were a prisoner of the Undersea. You loved him when you agreed to marry him. Once this is over, I will find the bravery to tell him.

I would settle for even his worst self, his cruelest trickster self, if only he could be here." -Jude Duarte

I hope Cardan misses me.

He kisses the scar of my palm. I still have his brother's blood under my fingernails. I don't have a ring for him. Above us, the buds are blooming. The whole room smells of flowers.

He hates you. Even if he wants you, he hates you. Maybe he hates you the more for it.

Allow me to explain how my whole life has prepared me for this moment. I am used to girls screaming, and your screams – will be sweeter than another's cries of love.

Love changes us, but we change how we love too.

Cardan gazes at a rosebush with petals so black and glossy they look like patent leather. ¨It was terrifying,¨ he says, ¨watching you fall. I mean, you´re generally terrifying, but I am unused to fearing for you. And then I was furious. I am not sure I have ever been that angry before.¨ ¨Mortals are fragile,¨ I say. ¨Not you,¨ he says in a way that sounds a little like a lament. ¨You never break.¨ Page 159