Quotes in category: “Love - Misc”:

We are not the same person this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy change if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.

Prince Henry: And what happens if the person you're supposed to be with never appears, or she does, and you're too distracted to notice?
Leonardo da Vinci: You learn to pay attention!

Yet even in certain defeat, the courageous (Trager) secretly clung to the belief that life is not merely a series of meaningless accidents or coincidences. But rather it's a tapestry of events that culminate in an exquisite, sublime plan.

Sometimes, we dont see certain things until we're ready to see them in a certain way.

Love - it's the atmosphere, the noise; it's the time, the taste, the smell, and the sense of being. I think it's being alive at a point where it's so joyful it can almost be painful.

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is growing up.

A melancholy beauty she has her charms. I love a pretty sadness in a face that varies now and then, like changeable colors, into a smile.

You don't get to choose, you just fall .... and you get this person who is all wrong and all right at the same time. And you know that you love them so much except sometimes they just drive you completely insane and no one can explain it and the reason it's so confusing is because it's love. But if love didn't have any challenges, what would be the point?

You should be kissed and often and by someone who knows how

I believe in love and lust and sex and romance. I don't want everything to add up to some perfect equation. I want mess and chaos. I want someone to go crazy out of his mind for me. I want to feel passion and heat and sweat and madess and I want Valentines and Cupids and all the rest of that crap. I want it all.

Open your eyes ‘cause what you don’t see might be exactly what you’re looking for.

Until I decide to take my watch off, I'll still believe that we are just a matter of time

I'm talking about fate here - when feelings are so powerful it's as if some force beyond your control is guiding you to someone who can make you happy beyond your wildest dreams.

There is a land of the living and a land of the dead, and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.

Lost love is still love. It takes a different form that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor, but when those senses weaken, another heightens; memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.

What the heart knows today, the head will understand tomorrow

Someday, someone will walk into your life and make you realize why it never worked out with anyone else.

It's so weird, you know? How we always inevitably find ourselves wanting to run back to the ones we used to love, for some reason thinking it would work out differently the second time around.

there are other things we have to find before we find each other

When somebody knows you well, well there's no comfort like that, when somebody needs you, well there's no drug like that.

The heart is forever making the head its fool.

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.

I have to ask you a question. It's a good one so think about it. If two people love each other, but they just can't seem to get it together, when do you get to that point of enough is enough?

So many roads, so many detours, so many choices, so many mistakes. As we drive along this road called life ocassionaly a gal will find herself a little lost. And when that happens, I guess she has to let go of the coulda, shoulda, woulda buckle up, and just keep going.

One day you'll know what love truly is. It's the sour and the sweet. And I know sour, which allows me to appreciate the sweet.