Quotes in category: “Love - Misc”:

I don’t know what to tell you, man. Just that, every time that I’ve been faced with a tough decision, there’s only one thing that outweighs every other concern. One thing that will make you give up on everything you thought you knew. Every instinct, every rational calculation: Love. No matter what happens, you gotta forget about all the other stuff. You gotta forget about logic, and fear, and doubt. You just gotta do everything you can to get to the one woman who’s gonna make all this worth it. At the end of the day….You gotta jump. 

Make sure you are not falling in love with the POTENTIAL of someone. We must know the difference between loving people for who they already are vs. loving the idea of what they COULD be. Make sure you are loving him for who he is today. His potential should be the icing…not the cake.

You cannot convince people to love you. This is an absolute rule. No one will ever give you love because you want him or her to give it. Real love moves freely in both directions. Don't waste your time on anything else.

A true relationship is two unperfect people refusing to give up on each other.

I’ve felt basically lucky ever since, almost every day of my life. That’s something else love should make you feel. It should make you feel fortunate. It will be made clear to you in a stray gesture, the line of a throat. Something in the hands. There may or may not be any music playing. But there will be a certain velocity of the spirit, a sensation of dropping through clear space unimpeded, and you think, this is the one. I found you.

If she’s amazing, she won’t be easy. If she’s easy, she won’t be amazing. If she’s worth it, you wont give up. If you give up, you’re not worthy. … Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.

I don’t want normal and easy and simple. I want painful, difficult, devastating, life-changing, extraordinary love.

He wanted to draw out the moment before the moment—because as good as kissing feels, nothing feels as good as the anticipation of it. 

I know by the way his existence is like a magnetic pull on my heart, that if he ever hurts me again, I'll be far from just fine. I'll be broken.

Love is seldom—almost never—an even proposition. Someone always loves more. 

When it comes to men who are romantically interested in you, it’s really simple. Just ignore everything they say and only pay attention to what they do. 

One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don’t. And it feels like someone’s cut you open with a jagged piece of glass. 

There are only two reasons why you leave someone you’re still in love with—either it’s the right thing to do, or it’s the only thing to do.

I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things that are concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was… And I think that’s why she struggled with love. She couldn’t touch it. She couldn’t hold on to it and make sure it never changed.

Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.

No matter what happened to any individual person, life was going on elsewhere. The first time he kissed me, it stood to reason that at the same time, other people were splitting up. And the night he broke my heart, somewhere—maybe right there in my dorm, other people were falling in love

I miss her smell and the way she tastes. It’s a mystery of human chemistry and I don’t understand it. Some people, as far as their senses are concerned, just feel like home. 

I understand now what love really feels like. The kind that consumes you. Love holds the power to break you. It holds the power to complete you.

If the girl had been worth having she’d have waited for you?’ No, sir, the girl really worth having won’t wait for anybody. 

I miss him as soon as he goes. When he isn’t with me, I think I made him up.

Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of making my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind.

You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, but you do have some say in who hurts you.

Nothing makes me happier and nothing makes me sadder than you. 

I love you. I knew it from the moment I saw you. I’m sorry it took me so long to catch up. 

He was the worst kind of wrong. He was so wrong it felt right, and that made me feel completely out of control.