Quotes About Love

the feeling of falling in love is very like the feeling of fear.

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

The very thought of being there, of seeing Cardan, speeds my heart. Page 39

Cardan's fingers dig into my back. He's trembling, and whether it is from ebbing magic or horror, I am not sure. But he holds me as though I am the only solid thing in the world.

No one in chains could ever truly love you.' He glares. 'Do you expect me to believe you know anything about love?' The truth of that hits like a blow.

It's you I love. I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so we'll that I could behave as though I didn't have one. Even now, it's a shabby, worm eaten, and scabrous thing. But it's yours… you probably guessed as much… but just incase you didn't

He's every bit as terrifying as any serpent. I don't care. I run into his arms.

Come down, my beauty, my darling, my dove

I'll help you protect her," Sam says. "If you want to."... "Okay. Is it really that obvious I'm into her?

a song of heartbreak. Of a girl who walked the earth by starlight. Whose aspect was mortal but with beauty divine. Her cruelty had pierced his heart.

Me do not live as you do. For us, love doesn't fade gradually. It snaps like a branch bent to far.

It's the kind of thing you like. The wicked are slain, with swords no less. Vengeance is had. Boldness is rewarded. But what about all those girls, all those obedient girls who trusted and loved and wed and died? Weren't they bold, too?

Oak makes a low moan and tries to sit up. 'Jude,' he mutters. 'Jude, we can't just let him die.

She loved him so much that it already hurt. It already felt like he'd broken her heart.

My heart is buried with you in the strange soil of the mortal world.

She looks incandescent with joy, his attention the light in which her beauty shines especially bright.

But he holds me as though I am the only solid thing in the world.

Ah, and now you laugh. It is my curse to adore cruel women.

I do have a bad habit," he says. "of falling in love. With regularity and to spectacular effect. You see, it never goes well.

Jude never loved Locke.' My face feels hot, but my shame is an excellent cover to hide behind. 'She loved someone else. He's the one she'd want dead.' I am pleased to see Cardan flinch. 'Enough,' he says before I can go on. 'I have heard all I care to on this subject-

Most of their mother's visits to psychics had been about relationships. The Hall women fell in love like they were falling off a cliff. They were terrible at picking men, as though there were some kind of ancestral curse that started with Nana's marriage to a guy so awful that she was still in prison for shooting him in the back of the head while he was in his BarcaLounger, watching TV.

I liked you, you know," he says. "I like you still." For a moment, I wonder what would happen if I hauled off and punched him.

Jude never loved Locke." My face feels hot, but my shame is an excellent cover to hide behind. "She loved someone else. He's the one she'd want dead.

I spent so much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I didn't have on at all. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten, and scabrous thing. But it's yours.