I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.
I love mankind, he said, “but I find to my amazement that the more I love mankind as a whole, the less I love man in particular.
I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two…
When someone is in your heart, they’re never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.
Hearts are made to be broken.
Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who’s in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It’s like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven’t seen in a long time.
From childhood’s hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.
If conversation was the lyrics, laughter was the music, making time spent together a melody that could be replayed over and over without getting stale.
I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.
This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something.
He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.
The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only.
Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistable urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. Yippee.
I bet you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe in someone’s hand.
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