Quotes About Love

I was floating around in the Garden of Eden, thrilled to be a human being at the Human-Be-In, knowing the world could be saved if we loved one another. I was draped in flowers, bestowed upon me by my brothers and sisters. I was laughing, loving, breathing Princess of Peace...

I always retained a stunning friendship with most of my amores, which made me feel like life was worth living. All the hours of lunacy and love had actually amounted to Something.

His eyes were the color of hot fudge, and his thick hair cascaded down his slender back in clean, wavy clumps. He looked like a sensitive prince in search of Sleeping Beauty, and unfortunately for him, he found me.

Within a few hours of meeting him, I realized that "love at first sight" just means feeling immediately and extremely calm with someone.

Soul mate" isn't a pre-existing condition. It's an earned title. They're made over time.

The couple is the most important. It's the only thing that you chose in your life. Your children, you didn't choose. You chose your husband. So, you're going to make your life with him.

The family is based on the couple. If it exists only through children, it withers,

Going somewhere, little lovers?

You're afraid, Chris. You don't let yourself trust or feel too deeply, because you don't want to be hurt. I don't want to be hurt either." ...Lindsay Reynoso

A cynic is just a wounded romantic.

Breastfeeding is a mother's gift to herself, her baby and the earth.

A Poem for a Trick Roses are red, Violets are blue Dumb ass nigguh I was never in love with U I peeped your game from the start That's why I never let you inside my heart couldn't let you tear it apart dumb bitch easy trick you made the mistake when you fell in love Then you had nerves to go around behind my back callin' me a trick While I went around your small dick Roses are red Violets are blue Dumb punk ass nigguh I used U

Trust is important,' he agreed. 'Trust is very important, maybe as important as love. But trust can be gained and trust can be earned. Love is either there or it's not. And when it's not, all the trust in the world is empty without it.

They say sweethearts and squabbles are like flowers and rain. Takes both to make it springtime.

When couples come together, it's for big reasons. Sometimes more than they believe. And the person who is right for you is exactly the one that makes you become who heaven intended you to be.

Without any intent, she'd managed to turn a wonderful, sweet guy like Eli into the same kind of creep she always ended up with. She'd thought she had changed. That she had grown. That falling for him was somehow evidence of that, but she had been wrong. It was exactly the same pattern. She had fallen in love with him and now he was going to treat her like crap.

She wanted to be loved. But she deserved a relationship based on honesty, respect and consideration. Mazy was no longer willing to accept any romance that was not a pairing of equals.

The risk he was taking had to pay off. He had to win Mazy for himself. Even if he had to forfeit his own self-respect to make it happen. It was worth it to keep her from making a mistake again.

It was there. That feeling, that oneness, that she'd always sought, that she'd always longed for, that had always eluded her. It was right there in each other's arms. She had found it at last and she wanted to revel in it, expand it, prolong it. She wanted to make it theirs, forever. And keep it both secreted inside their hearts and shared with the entire human race.

She had vowed never to shed one more tear over a worthless man. But it went against all that she knew to imagine Eli as worthless. He had always been the one guy she could run to. The one guy she could believe in. The one guy who was living, breathing evidence that she was worthy of love and care. Obviously, he no longer loved or cared.

Eli stepped back and spread his arms. "Imagine how I feel. All my functional parts in good working order and in the prime of my life, and the only woman I care about thinks we're best girlfriends.

I really thought that maybe Eli was Mr. Right. I can't understand how he got to be so Mr. Wrong.

Yes, Eli was gorgeous and sexy and she was still in love with him. That made her vulnerable. But being vulnerable was not the same as being defenseless. She was learning to be strong, she was learning not to settle for less than the kind of love she knew was out there, somewhere.

He stood staring into the darkness, trying without success not to think at all. He belonged to another woman, and Hattie belonged to another man. He asked himself how he could let her marry someone who would never understand her tender feelings.