Quotes in category: “Love - Misc”:

When you really care about someone...  you have to be willing to be hard on them. The truth will always hurt but not as bad  as the knowledge of the lie later on.

But there's a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking 

What did it feel like, I wondered , to be kissed like that right out in public ? Not like some passionate tongue- wrestling thing, just a kiss to declare : We are each other's . I'd never been kissed like that . No one had declared me his, not for the whole world to see, anyway.

Its always so much easier to believe what you need than what you know

i t happened just how I always imagined it would. So why do I feel this way? How can something that's supposed to make you feel so complete end up leaving you so empty?

I don't exactly have the reputation of being a thinker. I follow my blood, which doesn't exactly rush in the direction of my head. So I've made a lot of mistakes. A lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred-plus years, only one thing I've ever been sure of. You

I remember thinking sometimes we walk, sometimes we run away, but I know no matter how fast we are running, somehow we keep up with each other 

Sometimes your heart knows things your mind can't explain.

In my experience, when two friends miss an opportunity like this, you've got exactly 48 hours to get the kiss. Otherwise, one of you will over-think it. Okay, she's gonna over-think it. Then you end up permanently stuck in the Friend Zone. 

The bridge between despair and hope is a good night's sleep

I want the boy, you know, the one that sings so terribly, it makes me love the song.

There is emotion, and then there is what you do about it

Love is a deadly feeling. It gives you passion , but jealousy . It gives you sorrow, but happiness . It gives you, it makes you and it breaks you.

Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing 
Is just a grain of sand 
And what you've been out there searching for forever 
Is in your hands 
Oh, and when you figure out love is all that matters after all 
It sure makes everything else seem 
So small 

Dan: I fell in love with her.
Alice: Oh, as if you had no choice? There's a moment, there's always a moment, I can do this, I can give in to this, or I can resist it, and I don't know when your moment was, but I bet there was one 

Have you ever noticed how adults often compare their love to that of two teenagers? That's because our love is crazy, senseless and unlimited. It's the most ridiculously passionate love there is, and once we've had it, we'll spend the rest of our lives searching for a replica of it.

Sometimes I think we fall in love cause our hearts are beating too loudly to hear our minds screaming, "Don't do this to yourself!"

I make mistakes. That's what I do. I 
  speak without thinking, I act without 
knowing. I drink so much that I can 
barely walk...I'm a fantastic lover 
though, and an amazing friend. God 
knows I mean well. 

Everyone says love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality love is the only thing in this world that covers up all pain and makes someone feel wonderful again. Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt

I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas', the worst Birthday's, New Years Eve's brought in by tears and valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I've been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can't swallow! All the usual symptoms

Love can be strong, yet delicate. It can be broken. To truly love is to understand this. To be in love is to respect this.

Look I am seeing someone right now - who, by the way, is great - and yet there's this other woman who I cannot get out of my head. She's totally unavailable, which may be why I can't get her out of my head, and maybe, and this is a whole new theory - I keep thinking of this other woman - the unavailable one - because I am so afraid that the first thing might actually work out and God forbid I ever do something that might actually make me happy. 

I think that's what i find most strange about this world, nobody ever says how they feel. they hurt, but they don't cry out. they're happy, but they don't dance or jump around . and they're angry but they hardly ever scream. because they feel ashamed . nothing's worse than that.so we all walk around with our heads looking down and never look up and see how beautiful the sky is.

I suck with words. but sometimes words aren't the thing. Love isn't about words, it's about what you do...and what I did, running away, it was stupid. We both know love is a big, scary, evil concept. but if you feel it, it's gonna follow you around like a hungry dog. I didn't mean to say that love is a dog....I just mean i'm not going anywhere. I love you. If love beats us up let's just beat it up right back. We can do this. If you're ready to make the jump, I'll be right there to catch you.

Love is when a person believes that he, she, or it can't live without some other he, she, or it. No one actually needs another person or another person's love to survive. Love, is when we have irrationally convinced ourselves that we do