Young Love Quotes

There is my love... of the young artists of my country who can carry on the dreams and ideals into the future.

We're not too young for love, just too young for about everything there is that goes with love.

I personally love Jennifer Lawrence. She's an amazing actress, but so young and fresh and youthful.

But anyone who has been that young knows that the great grief of love is that your body feels the most when it knows the least.

Never shall a young man, Thrown into despair By those great honey-coloured Ramparts at your ear, Love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair.

Too many adults wish to 'protect' teenagers when they should be stimulating them to read of life as it is lived.

It's absurd how crazy love can make you......but even more absurd how stupid jealousy can make you!

Her heart was telling her to trust him, but it wouldn’t be the first time that that foolish muscle, there in the middle of her chest, had betrayed her.

I tried to hate you, to forgive you, all just to forget you, but I'm only capable of loving you. You're tattooed onto my skin, and the more I try to erase you, the deeper you sink in.

You two are bound to one another. You always have been … and you can't run away from what you are. No matter where you go, your feelings for her are going to follow you.

If she had looked into his eyes at that very moment she would have seen the inferno that she had thrown him into.

Every gesture and every look he gives me takes me by surprise and causes my heart to stutter.

I grab the nearest lamppost when my knees threaten to give out, panting for breath as the words rip through me

When we step onto the bridge, Nathan turns and spreads his arms out wide. ‘Welcome to Pont des Arts, a.k.a. The Lock Bridge.

The boy took my sketchbook.

I head in the direction of the Eiffel Tower when I exit the alley, relieved to be out of the dark.

He’s not yet realized that by giving away nothing but barefaced lies he’s come to wither and rot inside. But she’s still looking for him into the void of his cold heart.

There are people in my life who count more than playing soccer in Serie A

She affected me, even when she was absent.

He was acting like our kiss had broken him, and his reaction was breaking me.

His hands fell to my hips, and his fingers dug through my rain-drenched clothes.

I wanted to punch him and understand him at the same time.

The butterflies swirl again in Sera’s stomach. Perhaps they have brought along fireflies too, to light up her soul.

Among my stillness was a pounding heart.

Creativity is the catalyst to the future.

I stared at my lap. I wished I were confident, I wished I were brave. I wished he didn’t scare me. But the more he spoke the less I wanted to look away, and the more I did.

I love everything about you. And I’ve felt that way for such a long time that it could last forever.

He could no longer pretend not to have been brought to his knees by her blows, and he could no longer avoid the sentiments that his heart forced him to feel.

Ah, youth!It was a beautiful night...The moon was out of orbit.The stars were awry.But everything else was exactlyas it should have been.

You know what the secret to a happy life is?""No regrets. Just live in the moment.

Somewhere in between, I had fallen for that boy.

I found him between a reality and a nightmare.

When I first met him, he was everything I wanted to be, but over time, he showed me how I wanted to be myself, and that was how I fell in love with him.

We had been younger. Yup, you can grow a lot in the blink of an eye.

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For the record, I would like to point out that it is NOT being obsessive to memorize a boy's schedule so that you can accidentally bump into him. It is called being efficient.

We ruined each other by being together. We destroyed each other’s dreams.

We are young, life is vivacious, life is fun, let's enjoy it, at the beach with loving sun.

You said my name and my heart went rogue

One moment of true happiness was worth all the moments of pain. (Jessica)

But this girl—She reminded me of what it was like to believe in something. Her hope was naïve, but it was real, and I hadn’t felt something real in years. Nothing positive anyways. (Eric)

If he were to look up at her now, he’d know exactly how stupid she was. She couldfeel her face go soft and gummy. If Park were to look up at her now, he’d know everything.

Fall, sweetheart. I'll catch you.

He leaned in close and spoke low. "Wow, I don't know what the hell I did to put that look on your face, but you need to write it down so I can commit it to memory.

Perfume counters in department stores, Holly Deblin smells of, the middle of July, and cinnamon Tic Tacs.

When did you first fall in love?""I think, I first fell in lovewhen I was in fifth gradewith this boy who kept his glass ruler in the sunlight and made rainbows on my desk with it.

Fate was tricky like that. It consumed us when we thought we were free, and it freed us when we thought we were captured.

I knew why love was always described with eternity. A single minute stretched out for lifetimes.

I wanted to protect her, and, if I couldn’t do that, I’d at least be there for her. (Eric)

Her kiss could kill us, and my consent signed our death certificates, selfishly and without control. (Eric)