Quotes About Love

If love is blind, then maybe a blind person that loves has a greater understanding of it.

Love doesn't hurt, and won't fade away with the memory either. There's no right or wrong, no past, no future. Just beauty, noticed on the inside, thanks to the ones we care for the most. Encouragement, to dedicate yourself and protect. So join the dance, attach and then let go if you need to. Ain't no escape, it always finds a way to touch you deep inside, because love is part of who you are.

I still love you, Gustavo, but it's a habitual love, a wound in the knee that predicts rain.

We speak in Spanish when we make love. English seems an impossible language for intimacy.

We don't speak at night anymore, but she's left me her legacy nonetheless--a love for the sea and the smoothness of pearls, an appreciation of music and words, sympathy for the underdog, and a disregard for boundaries.

Mírame, miénteme, pégame, mátame si quieres Pero no me dejes. No, no me dejes, nunca jamás Ã¢â'¬Â¦

Sometimes I think I would rather just remember it in my head, all those streets and the places I loved. The way it smelled of car exhaust and sweet fruit. The thickness of the heat. The sound of dogs barking in alleyways. That's the Panama I want to hold on to. Because a place can do many things against you, and if it's your home or if it was your home at one time, you still love it. That's how it works.

We left a lot of things behind - not only physical objects, but our friends and of course our families, pieces of ourselves - all for the chance to see that light in Maribel's eyes. It's been difficult, yes, but I would do it all again. People do what they have to do in this life. We try to get from one end of it to the other with dignity and with honor. We do the best we can.

She had been waiting for him, every day pouring cupfuls of water into the pots that held his plants, turning them in the sunlight, taking care of them because she thought it was a way of taking care of him.

It's like having a child. No matter how much and how closely you mind them, every mother I know has a story about how their child fell off the bed at least once. You can't be there all the time.

do many things against you, and if it's your home or if it was your home at one time, you still love it. That's how it works.

Con el pésame más profundo y las bendiciones de Dios por la pérdida de alguien tan querido

Maybe it was denial, but maybe it was her only way of holding on to someone she had loved. Maybe we should all be so passionate.

You had to be willing to fight in order for a love story to last a life time.

No existe ningún hombre en el mundo que merezca que un corazón de mujer se destroce por él. Un hombre, aun cuando se cree enamorado apasionadamente, encontrará siempre alguna otra mujer para consolarse.

No existe ningún hombre en el mundo que merezca que un corazón de mujer se destroce por él. Un hombre, aún cuando se cree enamorado apasionadamente, encontrará siempre otra mujer para consolarse. Una mujer nunca. Sissi, Emperatriz de Austria.

Mi vida conyugal es muy feliz y plena... pero me resulta imposible conservar mi rango de manera razonable, puesto que ya no soy dueño y señor, simplemente marido. Príncipe Alberto de Inglaterra.

y la palabra Ama, anagrama donde el poder y el amor se igualan.

No quería dejar de hablar de amor para hablar de postres. Sólo quería dejar de hablar de amor para hacerlo.

Le dije que me gustaba, y quedé insatisfecha. La verdad era que a veces no me gustaba nada, pero no podía vivir sin ella. Le dije que la quería, pero también quiero a mi perro. Después le dije que la amaba, pero mi incomodidad fue mayor aún [...] decidí prescindir del lenguaje, entonces me acusó de no querer comunicarme. Desde hace unos años, sólo existe el silencio. Encuentro, en él, una rara ecuanimidad: la de los placeres solitarios.

Porque no sé casi nada de ti y quiero saber, y me da miedo saber, y no quisiera preguntarte, pero te pregunto y tú no quieres hablar, preferirías un amor anónimo, que empezara hoy, o ayer, sin carnés de identidad, sin relato.

Cuando no se tiene un buen amante, es necesario tener un buen psicoanalista

We know nothing about those we love, except our need of their presence

Only in imagination or dreams do the people we love occupy their proper places