Quotes in category: “Love - Misc”:

We stumble into love with perfect, awkward grace

Liking someone is accepting every part of them, but you can't do that unless they are willing to share every part with you. 

Pain throws your heart to the ground / Love turns the whole thing around

The saddest people I've ever met in life are the ones who don't care deeply about anything at all. Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there's nothing to make it last

So never show doubt in your hand, 
Till you know what they got

I think we should just go with the flow and see where it is that we go. I want to share these moments with you, get to know your deepest secrets, and fall even harder along the way

When it comes to love you need not fall but rather surrender. Surrender to the idea that you must love yourself before you can love another.  you must absolutely trust yourself before you can absolutely trust another and most importantly you must accept your flaws before you can accept the flaws of another.

Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket -- safe, dark, motionless, airless -- it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.

Just because its not what you expected, doesn't mean it isnt everything youve been waiting for...

You were the first nice guy I met after so many bad ones. And I didn't know if you were the one or just the first good one, so I went out and met some more guys. Some of them were fine, but none of them were you.

Sometimes when in love, we doubt that which we most believe.

It's not the person you are with but the person you become when you are with that person. Certain people bring out your best self. That's who you need to find. A man who brings out your best self.

Wait for the right guy, but it the mean time-- have fun with all the wrong ones

Come on and we'll sing, like we were free 
Push the pedal down watch the world around fly by us 
Come on and we'll try, one last time 
I'm off the floor one more time to find you 
And here we go there's nothing left to choose 
And here we go there's nothing left to lose

You keep your fingers crossed in hopes of someday catching that happiness you tried so hard to hold in your grasp. That's the thing about happiness , it is fleeting-- like that firefly you try to capture and no matter how many times you waver, try to clasp it in your hands-- it never wants to be kept. Keep one foot in front of the other and move along, becausesomeday that firefly will find its way to you 

One does not like to generalize about so many people all at once, but you may be sure that men know nothing about their hearts, whether they be six-and-twenty, or six-and-eighty. 

tell me lies, bring me to my knees, tell me that i'm nothing--but everything you need.

Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves

so let's say that "theoretically," i really like you, and "theoretically," even though it sounds moronically cliché and overused, you give me butterflies. and, just for kicks , let's add that-all in theory of course- you may be one of the most wonderful people i have ever met. and HYPOTHETICALLY, my heart beats ten times faster when i see you. do you think that you would suppossedly ( and in the most theoretical sense ) feel the same way?

Give all to love; obey thy heart. 

Trapped mainly by wanting things to be exactly as they are, only better. Leaning out as far as she can, hoping she'll fall soon, so she can stop worrying about whether it will happen or not. 

My knees wobble, I begin to shake. Can't speak no matter what the stake. Maybe someday but not today. How could he make me feel this way?

No woman ever hates a man 
for being in love with her; 
but mainly a woman hates a 
man for being her friend. 

Words don't seem too come easy when I need them oh-so badly. Here's to playing tug of war with my vocal chords.

It's funny how the prospect of love is so much more interesting when you don't actually know the person you're fabricating a fantasy life with. Jill Davis, Girls Poker Night