Quotes in category: “Love - Misc”:

You know you like someone when you go out of your way to see him- when you take an extra set of stairs.. just to walk by him

i'm always starving for words when you're around

Something happens when you look at me, I forget to speak, something happens when you kiss my mouth, my knees get so weak..

You know that place between sleep and awake.. where you're still dreaming? That's where I'll think of you

Nearly everybody gets twitterpatted in the springtime. You get weak in the knees. Your head starts to whirl. Before you know it, you're knocked for a loop.

"I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair. 
I hate the way you drive my car. 
I hate it when you stare. 
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind. 
I hate you so much it makes me sick;
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right. 
I hate it when you lie. 
I hate it when you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry. 
I hate it that you're not around
And the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way
I don't hate you -- 
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all."

I came to the realization that I needed to become my best self in order to attract the kind of guy I would want to marry. If I wanted someone truly fabulous, I had better become truly fabulous first. 

Maybe you are meant to learn something from each other. We don’t always fall in love with someone who is like ourselves. It would be too easy.

Men aren’t stupid, and you don’t need a complicated set of rules to find a good one who loves you. Here’s the only rule you need: if a man loves you, he will do anything he can to keep you around. Anything.

Your identity should be so secure in who you are that when someone walks away from you they don’t take you with them.

There are some things that are nothing more than what they are, they’re not meant to last. They just take their place in your heart and make you a little smarter the next time.

I thought again how you could never really know what you were seeing with just a glance, in motion, passing by. Good or bad, right or wrong. There was always so much more.

Feelings are just visitors. Let them come and go.

Will I tell you that she lived happily ever after? I will not, for no one ever does. But there was happiness. And she did live.

The most basic and somehow forgettable thing is this: Love is not pain. Love is goodness.

Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.

The difference between the ugly side of love and the beautiful side of love is that the beautiful side is much lighter. It makes you feel like you’re floating. It lifts you up. Carries you.

If I loved someone enough, I would go anywhere in the world with them 

Someday you won’t remember this pain you thought would last forever and ever. 

I knew I did from that first moment we met. It was… Not love at first sight exactly, but - familiarity. Like: oh, hello, it’s you. It’s going to be you.

People always fall in love with the most perfect aspects of each other’s personalities. Who wouldn’t? Anybody can love the most wonderful parts of another person. But that’s not the clever trick. The really clever trick is this: Can you accept the flaws? Can you look at your partner’s faults honestly and say, ‘I can work around that. I can make something out of it.’? Because the good stuff is always going to be there, and it’s always going to pretty and sparkly, but the crap underneath can ruin you.

Rise above settling in life or in love. And next time someone tells you your standards are too high, don’t apologize. Tell them, “Thank you.” The standards you set determine the life you get. And those who know their worth don’t even entertain the lesser things. They hold out for the best things.

“I love you, but I’m mad at you" is one of the most freeing, important things you can say in a stable relationship. Does that make sense? To know that you have the ability and the right to be mad at someone and know that it doesn’t mean things are over, that it doesn’t mean things are irreparable. That it just means I’m mad, but God, I love you. I love you. Now leave me alone.

When they work, long distance relationships 
are the best sort of beautiful, I think. That a 
person could wait months, cross miles and 
oceans for a few short spectacular moments 
with the person they love, that’s it, you know, 
that’s what we’re all searching for. 

And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.