Quotes about love
love heart hands
He put his hand on my waist, and my heart began to pound, a rougher rhythm than the music. I held my skirt. Our free hands met. His felt warm and comforting and unsettling and bewildering--all at once. Gail Carson Levine
love-you want stories
I wondered if the person who really loves you is the person who knows all your stories, the person who WANTS to know all your stories. Gabrielle Zevin
love running deserve-you
Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it. Maybe I’ll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens, that’s when I’ll deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can’t hook your boat to mine, because I’m liable to sink us both. Gabrielle Zevin
love happy-friday drinking
I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling. Frida Kahlo
love happy-friday two
There have been two great accidents in my life. One was the trolley, and the other was Diego. Diego was by far the worst. Frida Kahlo
love art happy-friday
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. Frida Kahlo
love art happy-friday
I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you. Frida Kahlo
love-you wings sky
Can one invent verbs? I want to tell you one: I sky you, so my wings extend so large to love you without measure. Frida Kahlo
love-you rain love-is
I wanted to tell you that my whole being opened for you. Since I fell in love with you everything is transformed and is full of beauty... love is like an aroma, like a current, like rain. Frida Kahlo
love hope recovery
I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you. Frida Kahlo
love-you wish wish-you
But more I cannot wish you Than to wish you find your love Your own true love this day. Frank Loesser
lovely saws shoulders
She breathed. "This is lovely." It was for Adam, not Gansey, but she saw Gansey glance over his shoulder at her. Maggie Stiefvater
love men mountain
It's easy to convince men to love you, Puck. All you have to do is be a mountain they have to climb or a poem they don't understand. Maggie Stiefvater
love goodbye people
This is a love story. I never knew there were so many kinds of love or that love could make people do so many different things. I never knew there were so many different ways to say goodbye. Maggie Stiefvater
love dream eye
His eyes were frighteningly alive, the curve of his mouth savage and pleased. It suddenly didn't seem at all surprising that he should be able to pull things from his dreams. In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them. Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness. Her raven boys. Maggie Stiefvater
love beautiful laughing
And then I did laugh, even though the future was a dangerous place, because I loved her, and she loved me, and the world was beautiful. Maggie Stiefvater
love shiver grace-brisbane
It is possible to be in love with you just because of who you are. Maggie Stiefvater
love men femme
Love is the history of a woman's life; it is an episode in man's. [Fr., L'amour est l'histoire de la vie des femmes; c'est un episode dans celle des hommes.] Madame de Stael
love love-is eternity
Love is the symbol of eternity. Madame de Stael
love men episodes
Love is the whole history of a woman's life, it is but an episode in a man's. Madame de Stael
love men land
When at eve, at the bounding of the landscape, the heavens appear to recline so slowly on the earth, imagination pictures beyond the horizon an asylum of hope, - a native land of love; and nature seems silently to repeat that man is immortal. Madame de Stael
love anniversary valentines-day
Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end. Madame de Stael
love men flames
Love is above the laws, above the opinion of men; it is the truth, the flame, the pure element, the primary idea of the moral world. Madame de Stael
love heart mind
Love is admiring with the heart. And admiring is loving with the mind. Madame de Stael
love heart mind
The mind may be exhausted, but the language of the heart is inexhaustible. Madame de Stael
love flower winter
However old a conjugal union, it still garners some sweetness. Winter has some cloudless days, and under the snow a few flowers still bloom. Madame de Stael
love teenager cat
Confidence, as a teenager? Because I knew what I loved. I loved to read; I loved to listen to music; and I loved cats. Those three things. So, even though I was an only kid, I could be happy because I knew what I loved. Haruki Murakami
love relationship hurt
Of course it hurt that we could never love each other in a physical way. We would have been far more happy if we had. But that was like the tides, the change of seasons--something immutable, an immovable destiny we could never alter. No matter how cleverly we might shelter it, our delicate friendship wasn't going to last forever. We were bound to reach a dead end. That was painfully clear. Haruki Murakami
love how-to-love worship
We are shaped and fashioned by what we love.- Henry Ward Beecher - I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
love kings son
A king there was once reigning, Who had a goodly flea, Him loved he without feigning, As his own son were he! Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
love flower wind
Why should we not recognize in the lightning, the thunder, and the storm wind, the approach of an overwhelming Power, and in the scent of flowers and the gently rustling zephyr the presence of a Being full of love? Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
love faults virtue
You don't love if you don't take the beloved's faults for virtues. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
love love-is hatred
Hatred is partial, but love is still more so. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe