For Love Quotes
Lust has less logic than love, sometimes, but it's easier to fight.
Once, my mother told a whole host of angels that she’d rather die than go back to a man she didn’t love.
When someone who's starved of love is shown something that looks like sincere affection, is it any wonder that she jumps at it and clings to it?
It's the love that goes through the hardest trials and survives that's worth having.
And the answer is yes. I have loved you. I always have, and I always will.
You whispered my full name and we fell asleep in each other's arms and I remember how the next morning you were gone, completely gone, and nothing in my bed or the house could have proven otherwise.
He could do only one thing at a time. If he held her, he couldn't kiss her. If he kissed her, he couldn't see her. If he saw her, he couldn't feel her.
When you have been burned by fire once, you don't leap into the flames again.
He could deal with his guilt all by himself. Guilt didn't add up to love, an emotion she was done with forever.
The missed call and call back drama between men and women deserves its own user mannual.
Given love and opportunity, every child and adult can recover. All who know this and have the capacity to help others should assist as they can.
What i literally cannot describe is the hollowness in my lungs when i am out of her presence. It is as if i were dying from the want of her.
A man with charm is an entertaining thing, and a man with looks is, ofcourse, a sight to behold, but a man with honor - ah, he is the one, dear reader, to which young ladies should flock.
This is the love of God, an alchemy that can turn enemies into children.
Renee was beautiful, but she was my friend now. On the other hand, Annette was my friend, but now she was beautiful. makes about as much sense as anything ever does with girls
We girls aren't supposed to fall for the good boys.We are supposed to like a bit of grit in our oyster.That's how you get a pearl, after all.
I have had affairs that lasted decades and others that lasted for hours. I have loved princesses and peasants. And I suppose they loved me, each in their way.
If, in the Judaic perception, the language of the Adamic was that of love, the grammars of fallen man are those of the legal code.
We'll walk together holding hands, and kiss in broad daylight, and love each other as much as we want to, and no one will ever try to keep up apart.
If you must know, I-I had never in my life kissed a young lady, and you are far too beautiful to me to want to get it wrong!
It was there, in particular, that I confirmed the truth that love, which we cry up as the source of our pleasures, is nothing more than an excuse for them.
Chaos and destruction do tend to take away a person's dating possibilities.
Will covers a multitude of flaws, just as love covers a multitude of sins.
One must have at least a readiness to love the other person, broadly speaking, if one is to be able to understand him.
We do not want to have mercy for the things God has under judgment. We do not want to fall in the ditch on the otherside of unsanctified mercy.
Real Friends' are someone who are right next to you when you got in emergency, not in only parties.
I never felt so large and important as I did when being in love was everything. I saw you walking a foot above the earth and I remembered that was where I used to walk.
Love and work are to people what water and sunshine are to plants.
...and when he thought about the way she laughed, as though she owned the air around her, his heart thundered inside his chest, a lonely rada.
Do you know, I think that of all your idiosyncrasies that choke you give, when you are determined not to laugh, is the one that most enchants me.
I’ve never been jealous before I met you, it burns, luv. Like silver through my veins. Some nights, watching you with other men on your jobs, I think it will drive me mad. (Bones)
He seems like a man who knows what he wants, and the problem is he wants what I want.
I refused to believe that love could take any other form than mine: I measured love by the extent of my jealousy, and by that standard of course she could not love me at all.
What was it about that short creature with her wild hair and spurious air of purity and why would anyone much less two men love her and to such disastrous ends.
That I have no right to be jealous is irrelevant. It is a human passion: the sick, white underbelly of love.
How stupid lovers can be! But if they were not, there would be no story.
But what doesn’t die is the love we give to others. There is no end to that.
To an old father, nothing is more sweet than a daughter. Boys are more spirited, but their ways are not so tender.
A father knows his child's heart, as only a child can know his fathers.