Quotes About Love

Every one of my tomorrows is yours.

But I would always see her. Until I drew my last breath, it would always be her face I saw when I closed my eyes at night, and her face again when I woke each morning. I would force myself to forget the last words I heard from her lips. I would remember others. I love you, Jafir de Aldrid. Words that, now, I was sure I had never deserved. I

The queen once told me there were a hundred ways to fall in love. Maybe there were a hundred ways to find and give forgiveness too. I think I had already found a few of them.

I went back to my thoughts of Lia. How could I tell her that I knew in my gut from almost the beginning that we were meant to be together? That I had seen myself growing old with her. That a gift I wasn't even sure she really possessed had told me her name long before I ever laid eyes on her.

Everything had changed between us the day she held my slingshot and I placed my arms around her. It frightened me, this change, the way it made me feel and even think differently, but every day since then, as I rode to the valley, all I could think of was holding her again, kissing her, listening to her, watching her laugh. Just

What's wrong with getting married again? I would marry you a hundred times over. She kissed me, berry juice still on her lips. Only a hundred? she asked. A thousand times.

The angels threw glitter up there, just for you, Zoe, Daddy had told her. They celebrated almost as much as I did the day you were born. Every time you look up there you remember how special you are - so special the angels threw a big party.

A family's not a puzzle with a set number of pieces. It's more like a well—the fuller, the better.

The universe sang your name to me. I simply sang it back.

My body molded to his, and the seconds ticked by. All I wanted was more time with him. His lips traveled to my neck. "It was worth it, Lia," he said. "Every mile, every day. I'd do it all again. I'd chase you across three continents if that's what it took to be with you.

Love … It's a nice little trick if you can find it.

But now I knew finding love and holding on to it were not the same thing.

The sun was high, midday, and I knew we had to be getting close to the point where Kaden and I would leave the caravan. Whatever landscape we passed, I saw none of it. My insides were raw—shredded from one end to the other by someone who I had thought loved me. Yes, it was the longest twelve miles of my life. Orrin,

But last night—I swallowed, remembering how they looked together when I went to check on Lia during the night. I had seen his hand resting on her bed and her hand curled over his. Both of them were asleep, peaceful. I backed out of the room quietly so they wouldn't see me. Maybe that was what had given me the courage to tell her the truth.

But everything about us didn't just feel right, it felt like something rare, something delicate that I was afraid of breaking. Something that only comes along once in a lifetime.

Rahtan, Ten, Shadowmaker, no title you hold is going to make me change my mind on this one,' he had growled to me under his breath as we got our gear together. 'And only today does an ambassador trump a Patrei,' he added, and then kissed me, long and hard. 'We'll see about that, pretty boy,' I whispered back to him.

I felt her tongue on mine, the warmth of her lips, breathed in the scent of her skin and hair, and we were in the wilderness again, and nothing else mattered.

My mother was beautiful but so very young. Too young to have me, but she did, and she loved me.

Lay down your arms, and we will create a hope that lasts

Because everything was flying out of control. Because she was right - I wanted to trust her but I didn't. Because when I left a week ago, she had kissed me. Because I so stupidly loved her.

Pauline frowned. "But you're not a soldier, Lia. You're his daughter. You had no choice, and that meant I had no choice. No one should be forced to marry someone they don't love." She lay back, gazing up at the stars and wrinkling her nose. "Especially not some old stuffy, puffy prince." We broke into giggles again, and more than the air I breathed, I was thankful for Pauline.

My first encounter with Rafe had been a contentious one, and not by any stretch had I been smitten the way Walther was when he saw Greta. And Rafe certainly hadn't wooed me with sweet words the way Mikael had Pauline. But maybe that didn't make it any less true. Maybe there were a hundred different ways to fall in love.

And all I want is to hold her and make the rest of the world go away.

But I had loved and been loved deep;y and completely, not once but twice. I would not trade that for all the riches that Montegue had to offer.