Quotes About Love

You need to love him. I don't care who you thought he was, or who you want him to be, you need to love him exactly as he is because your son is a remarkable human being. You have to understand that.

I wanted my spring awakening, even if it was coming a season late. I wanted summer lovin' that would happen so fast. I wanted to succeed at the business of love without really trying.

breath is not aware of its history; it is just breath. I wish I could be like that, or love could be like that.

When people say love is blind, they act like that's a good thing. But some people find their way around in the darkness a little better than others.

His "devoted" is italicized by sarcasm, underlined by hurt.

Maybe there's something you're afraid to say, or someone you're afraid to love, or somewhere you're afraid to go. It's gonna hurt. It's gonna hurt because it matters.

Most of the time when we think we're looking for death, we're really looking for love. That

We were walking home late from a bar—and the term walking is used loosely here, because you were doing something between a skip and a stumble—and suddenly you started singing out your love for me. My name and everything, loud enough to reach the top floors of all the buildings. I should have told you to stop, but I didn't want you to stop. I didn't mind if your love for me woke people up. I didn't mind if it somehow sneaked into their sleep.

That's okay, you told me. I like them better when they're dried up. I'll keep them for years. Until our Get Rid of the Roses anniversary.

But have them tell us that every person needs to be with another person in order to be happy, and we nod along like it's the most obvious thing in the world. But there's no reason for it, is there? It's not a proven truth. It's just some thing that our culture has come to spin itself around, mostly so we'll procreate, and we're the dupes who fall for it over and over and over again.

How do you commemorate a year? A paper anniversary, but we are the words written down, not the paper. If I could, I would give him a lime-green couch, a cabin by a lake, a fireworks display, an orchard of butterflies, and the certainty that I love him.

More because of your disappointing love life and the behavior that results from it. I have seen your manic LOLs, and I'm not laughing. No. This is an intervention. Put the phone down. STEP AWAY FROM THE PHONE! PUT YOUR HANDS UP AND STEP AWAY FROM THE PHONE!

you will rip yourself to shreds to prove that I am worth loving. you will not hear the chorus of everyone I've let down

I still sing him songs before I am ready, sing him back the moments he has missed. as if to say, this is where I was when you couldn't find me.

He is both the source of my happiness and the one I want to share it with. I have to believe that's a sign.

The important people in our lives leave imprints. They may stay or go in the physical realm, but they are always in your heart.

Our love had been liking; our feelings had been ordinary, not Shakespearean.

Some of us loved. Some of us couldn't. Some of us were loved. Some of us weren't. Some of us never understood what the fuss was about. Some of us wanted it so badly that we died trying. Some of us swear we died of heartbreak, not AIDS.

Yes, girls want their princes, but boys want their princesses just as much.

Family, like arsenic, works best in small doses.

I want to tell Rhiannon all about it. Because when something happens, she's the person I want to tell. The most basic indicator of love.

I access our history and get the usual muddle of love and competition that any two sisters share.

Kids don't really hear their parents giggle enough if you ask me.

That's the thing about life and love - every time you take another look at them, there's something else that can be revised.