Quotes About Love

Tony's not very bright, but he has a sort of clumsy tenderness that sometimes prompts him to give his mother a rough hug and plant a sticky kiss on her cheeks. The poor woman is usually too fuddled to start such a procedure herself; but she responds warmly enough, once she realizes what's happening.

I am their father.

His hands, still clasping her head, tensed suddenly and drew her towards him in a passionate kiss. Lyra thought it looked it seemed more like cruelty than love, and looked at their daemons, to see a strange sight: the snow leopard tense, crouching with her claws in the golden monkey's flesh, and the monkey relaxed, blissful, swooning on the snow.

She nearly put the spyglass to her eye, but held back, and returned it to her pocket. There was no need for the glass; she knew what she would see; they would seem to be made of living gold. They would seem the true image of what human beings always could be, once they had come into their inheritance. The Dust pouring down from the stars had found a living home again, and these children-no-longer-children, saturated with love, were the cause of it all.

Muchas veces me he enamorado de la placentera muerte… John Keats

Being in love was like China: you knew it was there, and no doubt it was very interesting, and some people went there, but I never would.

When he rescued me, he was young and strong and full of pride and beauty. I loved him at once. I would have changed my nature, I would have forsaken the star-tingle and the music of the Aurora; I would never have flown again—I would have given all that up in a moment, without a thought, to be a gyptian boat wife and cook for him and share his bed and bear his children. But you cannot change what you are, only what you do. I am a witch. He is a human.

You are so young, Lyra, too young to understand this, but I shall tell you anyway and you'll understand it later: men pass in front of our eyes like butterflies, creatures of a brief season. We love them; they are brave, proud, beautiful, clever; and they die almost at once. They die so soon that our hearts are continually racked with pain.

Love makes us suffer. But this task of ours is greater than revenge. Remember that.

when a witch offers you her love, you should take it. If you don't, it's your own fault when bad things happen to you. It's like having to make a choice: a blessing or a curse. The one thing can't do is choose neither.

You can no more make someone tell the truth than you can force someone to love you.

Nothing has a more sinister effect on art than the artist's desire to prove that he's good. The terrible temptation of idealism! You must achieve mastery over your idealism, over your virtue as well as over your vice, aesthetic mastery over everything that drives you to write in the first place - your outrage, your politics, your grief, your love!

How much time could you spend staring out the ocean, even if it was the ocean you'd loved since you were a boy?

I did not want to voice a word that would lift the cover and reveal that hideous emotion I always felt for her, the underside of love.

Memories particularly of when they weren't being what parents are nine-tenths of the time, the taskmasters, the examples, the moral authorities, the nags of pick-that-up and you're-going-to-be-late, keepers of the diary of her duties and routines, memories, rather, of when they found one another afresh, beyond the tensions between parental mastery and inept childish uncertainty, of those moments of respite in a family's life when they could reach one another in calm

You've got a good girl this time. Don't screw it up. Don't let her go.

If he had another brother he would call him. But for a brother he has only Jerry and Jerry has only him. For a daughter he has only Merry. For a father she has only him. There is no way around any of this.

Stunned by how little he'd gotten over her and she'd gotten over him, he walked away understanding, as outside his reading in classical Greek drama he'd never had to understood before, how easily life can be one thing rather than another and how accidentally a destiny is made...

One has periods of ghastliness. And then long periods of sort of quiet and love.

Ma il pericolo dell'odio è che, una volta cominciato a coltivarlo, hai cento volte più di quanto ti aspettassi. Una volta cominciato, non ti fermi più. Non conosco nulla di più difficile da controllare dell'odio. E' più facile smettere di bere che smettere di odiare. Ed è tutto dire.

Suppose all I have fallen in love with is that voice deliciously phrasing its English sentences? The man who died for the soothing sound of a highly calibrated relative clause.

Unlike him, many were able not merely to construct whole conversations that revolved around their grandchildren but to find sufficient grounds for existence in the existence of their grandchildren.

You don't want to be a pauper's wife, though it is all right to be a pauper's girlfriend, especially when you are able, with the pauper's encouragement, to fuck everybody else on the side.

It's the Sundays that keep these couples together. As if Sundays alone could be any worse.