With Love Quotes
I will stand beside you through all of this, ' she said when she could finally speak. “And welcome you home with gladness when it’s over, and you return triumphant.
She was home, the passage walls, memorabilia of Ben's life, past and present, welcomed her like a doting grandmother.
Love is not honourable, unless it is based on equality.
Authentic love is deciding to live on a one-way street where all the arrows point down the street and not a single one of them point back up to where I’m standing.
My mind loves you so much it wants to own you. My heart loves you so much it wants to set you free.
If I told you that I imagine love to be a two-way mirror, which side of the mirror would you imagine me standing on?
When I look at your smile, I can see your heart. When I look at your heart, it makes me smile back.
Sometimes, it is wise to let people go without any complaints. If they are a part of our destiny, they will return after a couple of seasons. Till then, let them dwell in the pages of our memories.
I want you. I want you under me and over me and around me. And you want.
We have to be willing to acknowledge the good, or all we bring is bitterness to the bad, and that doesn’t help make things any better.
We loved each other.We hurt each other.We left each other.Now we hate each other.Let’s not stop there.Let’s finally forgive each other.
The emotional ingredients that sustain long-term relationships are kindness, thoughtfulness, and compassion.
It’s like I need to love you to come back whole from where I sometimes go.
It takes a great woman to respect the little man in her child, and the little child in her man.
It was a passion neither of the mind nor of the heart, it was a force that comprehended them both, as if they were but the matter of love, its specific substance.
Don’t stay because you think you can change him.You can’t change him.Maybe work on changing yourself so you don’t feel compelled to stay with menlike him in the first place.
Let's never stop holding each other's hands.We all need to have our hand held sometimes.
Vulnerability supported by love is perhaps the most powerful catalyst for real connection.
I do not know what to do with the emotions inside me. I do not know how to be this close to someone and still hold on to myself.
She wasn't his girlfriend. She was his bubblegum girl--only fun until she lost her flavor.
Nothin' baby. You just get close too quickly because you've got a big heart and you want a big love.
How well do we actually know ourselves? Can we dare to say that we really know someone, like really, really know them?
Whether we are trying to buy a packet of chips or getting to know a person for a potentially important relationship, its nice to have an overview of what it/he/she contains. - Of A Sense of Self
A closed fist cannot give. How can one give when the fist is closed? Yet, most people approach relationships with a closed heart. How can one give love when the heart is closed?
We need to imagine the turmoil, disappointment, worry and sheer confusion in people who may outwardly appear merely aggressive.
We may believe we are seeking happiness in love, but what we are really after is familiarity.
Don't fall in love or let anyone's life become more important than your own.
To love a person is to learn the song that is in their heart, and to sing it to them when they have forgotten- the secrets of married women by Carol Mason
Your body would not get sick if you held no thought of resentment. It is neither good nor bad of itself. If we hold anything against anyone, we will suffer ourselves.
I'll live to be one year younger, because I can't stand the idea of a world without you in it, and die buried beneath an avalanche of my own books.
I need to make sense of it - to understand how I could care this much and why I can’t let go…
We have already said more goodbyes than are necessary. Those were goodbyes that brought about the end of partings. We taught each other that no parting is possible.
I guess love distorts our perception of reality, and it’s even harder to recognize the truth when it’s buried underneath layers of what we imagine relationships should be like.
I knew I was really there, because I was the thing his arms encircled, the thing his love defined.
Sometimes you have to fight for the past and sometimes you have to let go.
