With Love Quotes

Despite your best efforts, people are going to be hurt when it's time for them to be hurt.

He stared at her, knowing with certainty that he was falling in love. He pulled her close and kissed her beneath a blanket of stars, wondering how on earth he'd been lucky enough to find her.

Oh no. Don't smile. You'll kill me. I stop breathing when you smile.

nothing in this world was more difficult than love.

Let me die the moment my love dies. Let me not outlive my own capacity to love. Let me die still loving, and so, never die.

What about when someone doesn't need a shoulder? What if they need the arms?

He did not care if she was heartless, vicious and vulgar, stupid and grasping, he loved her. He would rather have misery with one than happiness with the other.

Living with him is like being told a perpetual story: his mind is the biggest, most imaginative I have ever met. I could live in its growing countries forever.

To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because we don't want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.

I don't like it when I outweigh my men.

Last time I saw you, I said that it hurt too much to love you. But I was wrong about that. The truth is it hurts too much not to love you.

But maybe you never really had someone, she thought now. Maybe, no matter how much you loved them, they could slip through your fingers like water, and there was nothing you could do about it.

If you’re smart, you care. And if you care, you love.

Love doesn't mean anything if you're not willing to make a commitment, and you have to think not only about what you want, but about what he wants. Not just now, but in the future.

It is the possibility that keeps me going, and though you may call me a dreamer or a fool or any other thing, I believe that anything is possible.

Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved.

One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was searching for.

I realized how truly hard it was, really, to see someone you love change right before your eyes. Not only is it scary, it throws your balance off as well.

I mean, it's not surprising, really. Once you love something, you always love it in some way. You have to. It's, like, part of you for good.

I'm backing down now. I really do love you. That's why I'm doing this.

You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.

What if love wasn't the act of finding what you were missing but the give-and-take that made you both match?

It's one thing to fall in love. It's another to feel someone else fall in love with you, and to feel a responsibility toward that love.

This time I wouldn't forget him, because I couldn't ever forgive him - for breaking my heart twice.

I believe in love the verb, not the noun.

You have my whole heart. You always did.

Wisdom is knowing I am nothing, Love is knowing I am everything, and between the two my life moves.

I would lay down everything I possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn't love, it's the best I have.

He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew.

And the story of love is a long sad tale ending in graves.

You are protected, in short, by your ability to love!

But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles

Westley: This is true love — you think this happens every day?

Dexter, I love you so much. So, so much, and I probably always will. I just don't like you anymore. I'm sorry.

I love you. I love you. I send this message through my fingers and into his, up his arm and into his heart. Hear me. I love you. And I'm sorry to leave you.

A real relationship is two-way.

You know what the secret is? It's so simple. We love one another. We're nice to one another. Do you know how rare that is? - Carmen

Every time I close my eyes, it's like a dark paradise. No one compares to you, but there's no you, except in my dreams tonight

She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.

If loneliness was a choice, what was the other option? To settle for second-best and try to be happy with that? And was that fair to the person you settled for?

Because love, love is never finished. It circles and circles, the memories out of order and not always complete.

Mysteries of attraction could not always be explained through logic. Sometimes the fractures in two separate souls became the very hinges that held them together.

My mother used to tell me that when push comes to shove, you always know who to turn to. That being a family isn't a social construct but an instinct.

It's a very brave thing to fall in love. You have to be willing to trust somebody else with your whole being, and that's very difficult, really difficult and very brave.

What we all want, really, is to be loved. That craving drives our worst behavior.

Kitten, your hands are heaven and your eyes are my home.

She had never imagined she had the power to make someone else so happy. And not a magical power, either--a purely human one.

The heart makes its choices without weighing the consequences. It doesn't look ahead to the lonely nights that follow.

What made me run away was doubtless not so much the fear of settling down, but of settling down permanently in something ugly.

Having an eye for beauty isn't the same thing as a weakness...except possibly when it comes to you.