For Love Quotes

We all choose our way of life, and that makes us who we are. We're not a reflection of our choice, we're a choice.

You'll never be completely sure about the first move, but do it anyway.

Don’t try to make life fair, instead, be on the side where life is extra good.

Never ever let a stupid criticise you. And as we already know, everyone is stupid.

Spend your time with family and people you love. Don't wait for festivals be with them, each moment you're with them, that's a festival.

Love is just a mask. All we search is a Comfort, Acceptance. Consolation. Affirmation. Assurance. Indulgence. Isolation. Absolution and Remission.

Talking with someone at four in the morning, that's not the thing most people have a simplicity to enjoy.

In the world we live, either everyone is stupid or no one is.

The difference between lonely and lovely is only of one single alphabet. That single alphabet is called Friends.

If I've learned one thing about a woman: they'll get over every damn single tragedy without losing the charm of their smile.

As long as you're not hurting anyone or anything, including your future self, do only that which makes you happy.

If you want something you have never had, you must do something you have never done.

All of your fears and thoughts were mine, you were so scared but it was beyond divine.

Success is a lifestyle.

Some people you’re not meant to get over.

Tragedy makes you disable, but your attitude towards tragedy keeps you disable.

When was the last time you kissed somebody new. If you can tackle that fear, you've nothing to fear.

Every beautiful girl need to hear some cute words but only one who deserve it.

You can't condemn an entire species of people because of the actions of one man.

Your words are like mirrors. They may cut, but they also reflect.

Old-fashioned dating still exists. You’re either dating the wrong people or you are the problem.

Maybe the problem isn’t everything and everyone around you, but what lies within you.

...and tell you the worst of me and try to give you the best of me...

Maybe we ran out of words, maybe we don't know what to say, maybe we both want to go our separate ways, maybe we want to speak up but we're afraid. All I know is this feeling isn't fading away.

Show me your shoes, and I shall show you what paths you have yet to walk.

My months are spent preparing for the fall.

I never expected you to understand, but I did expect you to be there.

I loved you before all of this. When there was nothing. When there was only a single atom in the night sky.

He was beautiful and still is, we just couldn’t flow within the same constellation.

I became to understand you and all of you.

His love was a poison: soft and loveable, hideous yet touchable.

Wrote you a poem or two. You didn’t enjoy them, but I did for you.

I whispered to him, You'll regret it if you let me go. I don't wait for a man, if he's not willing to grow' He didn't believe me, he made his choice & That was the last time, he ever heard my voice.

we were justlooking for what couldinstead of what waswhat should beinstead of how it was

Better to say nothing at all, rather than something you'll regret.

I stumbled upon something and someone so magnificent I was truly blind to it.

I didn’t know what it was, who I was or who he was. I just knew what we could have become as one.

Occasionally we must disconnect to reconnect later on.

I believe we were right for each other, but not in that moment, which perhaps hindered any possibility of a future.

Loving you is what I do best.

I don’t remember his face or the place we ate. I only remember how he grabbed my hand and his voice when he spoke of his dad.

Inspiration can come in many ways: words, an action, an idea, or a person. It can come at any time, and when it does, let it move you.

He said he was going to fix everything and I believed him. But I believed him before and again some. And I guess I got lost in the resentment of disbelief.

Suffer not yet our eyes to hunger for your face.

You don’t get over it. You move past it. You move through it. You lose yourself to find it, and when found, it’s yours and no longer theirs.

Some look at life, for their entire life, before they actually see.

Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway.

I’m floating. I’m flowing. I’m loving, but I’m going.

I see you in every passing moment.

I see more light than dark, but when I encounter dark I seem to get lost in it.