In Love Quotes
I could kill you a thousand times over Abraham, but we would never be even. You took everything I had.
Time has transfigured them intoUntruth. The stone fidelityThey hardly meant has come to beTheir final blazon, and to proveOur almost-instinct almost true:What will survive of us is love.
…She kissed me on my thin lips and all my words were pushed back into my mouth. “I don’t want to die, ” she whispered, “but I need to lose the shackles of this multitude of hearts.
The day she was born, her grandfather made her a ring of silver and a polished stone, because he loved her already.
They looked to each other for support, for strength, and at times, motivation, to remember why and for whom they lived.
Losing a mate to death is devastating but it's not a personal attack like divorce. When somebody you love stops loving you and walks away, it's an insult beyond comparison.
What branch does not have its leaves and which twig will not have its flowers?
The only advantage of knowledge is that it can justify suffering.
In crime and enmity they lie Who sin and tell us love can die, Who say to us in slander's breath That love belongs to sin and death.
The ocean pulsed outside our window. The sound of the waves crashing on the rocks below usually calmed me down, but the fear and chaos that were tangled in my mind made that an impossibility.
I never saw Death before, and now I seeThat it is warring eyes in a woman's form.
It was a year ago today your daughter went missing.’ Bagg had closed his eyes, feeling the death going on inside.
I wanted to play with death, like a child with a new toy, I wanted to push all the buttons and see what would happen.
Search for the stranger inside you, forgotten even by your death.
Taggle looked up at her, his amber eyes as deep as the loneliness Kate had felt before he became her friend."The traditional thing, " he said slowly, "involves the river and a sack.
Here is a minute. It may be my love is dead, but here is a minute to kneel over the grave and pray by it.
Nothing shall part us in our love till Thanatos (Death) at his appointed hour removed us from the light of day.
Dead. Even in the silence of my mind I cannot think the word. I cannot acknowledge this most obvious and terrible of truths.
We love because we can lose. If there was no threat of separation, no death to shake us to our core, we probably wouldn't love much at all.
They are trying to take you back from me now, and they will—but only for a brief, little while—
Love makes you stupid. Love makes you weak. Love will kill you all one day, and it’s going to kill you today.
Wasn't there only one respectable memento of a man worth keeping, the kind that draws Valentines and learns to spell Mississippi?
What did she care what became of this world when her loved ones were dead and gone?
Love spiritually, not strategically.
Tough love may be tough to give, but it is a necessity of life and assurance of positive growth.
Though mountains melt and oceans burn, The gifts of love shall still return.
Sing me a love song in a slow, southern drawl to the tune of sunny days...
That's the problem with best friends. Sometimes they know you better than you know yourself.
She will blaze through you like a gypsy wildfire. Igniting you soul and dancing in its flames. And when she is gone, the smell of her smoke will be the only thing left to soothe you.
Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them
Love does not choose belief, place, time, situations, or race. love happens between two souls.
I would rather go swimming with great white sharks than wade in romance 'cause I can never find the courage to ask her to dinner or even to dance.
I ate some emotional soup in my childhood and have spent a lifetime trying to digest it.
The smooth folds of her dress concealed a tumultuous heart, and her modest lips told nothing of her torment. She was in love.
No matter how far I go, I'm still your person. We stand together now.
Inside the scrawny adolescent was a soul that defied extinction.
The more open we are, the more we can learn. The more we learn, the more we recognize that every one of us is a hero
Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful.
In a world full of automated responses be the one who responds personally!
MOTHER LOVE IS THE FUEL THAT ENABLES A NORMAL HUMAN BEING TO DO IMPOSSIBLE.HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM
The last time everyone loved or at least liked everyone was when the world had a population of about 4.