“A girl can still admire, can’t she? Even those who can’t afford to go in the store can still window-shop. Right? Knowing he wasn’t for me didn’t mean I couldn’t covet the merchandise.” ― Colleen Houck, Tiger’s Curse “Why is it that words like these seem dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name?” ― James Joyce, The Dead “The worst thing: to give yourself away in exchange for not enough love.” ― Joyce Carol Oates “I am as wrapped up in her as a vine that clings to a tree seeking for sustenance. She’s tied me to her for eternity. She’s my home. She’s my reason for being. To win and hold her heart is my only purpose.” ― Colleen Houck “Was it all in my head? A Lunar trick?” Her stomach twisted. “No.” She shook her head, fervently. How to explain that she hadn’t had the gift before? That she couldn’t have used it against him? “I would never lie—” The words faded. She had lied. Everything he knew about her had been a lie. “I’m so sorry,” she finished, the words falling lamely in the open air. Kai peeled his eyes away, finding some place of resignation off in the glistening garden. “You’re even more painful to look at than she is.” ― Marissa Meyer, Cinder “So for now, I will miss you like I’ll never see you again, And the next time I see you, I will kiss you like I’ll never kiss you again, And when I fall asleep beside you I will fall asleep as if I’ll never wake up again, because I don’t know if I will. I don’t know if I will. – I Will Love You Like The World Is Ending” ― Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps “Gaston was not only a fierce lover, with endless wisdom and imagination, but he was also, perhaps, the first man in the history of the species who had made an emergency landing and had come close to killing himself and his sweetheart simply to make love in a field of violets.” ― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude “Nothing of real worth can ever be bought. Love, friendship, honour, valour, respect. All these things have to be earned.” ― David Gemmell, Shield of Thunder “True friends will always push you towards the great possibilities of your future, false friends will always chain you to the mistakes in your past.” ― Seth Brown “You said, ‘I love you.’ Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the thing we long to hear? ‘I love you’ is always a quotation. You did not say it first and neither did I, yet when you say it and when I say it we speak like savages who have found three words and worship them.” ― Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body “So here’s the truth – I love you. I love everything about you – the way you stick up for people even when it costs you. The way you keep trying to do the right thing even when you’re not exactly sure what the right thing is. I love how you put words together. You’re as skilled with words as any knife fighter with a blade. You can put an enemy down on his back, or you can raise people up so they find what’s best in themselves. You’ve changed my life. You’ve given me the words I need to become whatever I want. I love how you talk to lytlings. You don’t talk down to them. You respect them, and anybody can tell you’re actually interested in what they have to say. I love the way you ride a horse – how you stick there like an upland thistle, whooping like a Demonai. I love the way you throw back your head and stomp your feet when you dance. I love how you go after what you want – whether it’s kisses or a queendom. I love your skin, like copper dusted over with gold. And your eyes – they’re the color of a forest lake shaded by evergreens. One of the secret places that only the Demonai know about. I love the scent of you – when you’ve been out in the fresh air, and that perfume you put behind your ears sometimes. Believe it or not, I even love your road smell – of sweat and horses and leather and wool. I want to breathe you in for the rest of my life.” ― Cinda Williams Chima, The Crimson Crown “I know…and I love you. But I don’t think we love each other in the same way. And…I think keeping you near me, would destroy me.” ― S.C. Stephens, Thoughtless “If you follow the will of God, you know that in spite of all the terrible things that happen to you, you will never lose a final refuge. You know that the foundation of the world is love, so that even when no human being can or will help you, you may go on, trusting in the One that loves you.” ― Pope Benedict XVI “Sometimes, remembering hurts too much.” ― Jess Rothenberg, The Catastrophic History of You and Me “I mean, I hope you’re happy, But the sky is still the sky without you, And I’m not surprised by that anymore.” ― Caitlyn Siehl “Love demands expression. It will not stay still, stay silent, be good, be modest, be seen and not heard, no. It will break out in tongues of praise, the high note that smashes the glass and spills the liquid.” ― Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body “To long a sacrifice can make a stone of a heart” ― W.B. Yeats “There’s always that one guy who gets a hold on you. Not like your best friend’s brother who gets you in a headlock kind of hold. Or the little kid you’re babysitting who attaches himself to your leg kind of hold. I’m talking epic. Life changing. The “can’t eat, can’t sleep, can’t do your homework, can’t stop giggling, can’t remember anything but his smile” kind of hold. Like, Wesley and Buttercup proportions. Harry and Sally. Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy. The kind of hold in all your favorite ’80s songs, like the “Must Have Been Love”s, the “Take My Breath Away”s, the “Eternal Flame”s—the ones you sing into a hairbrush-microphone at the top of your lungs with your best friends on a Saturday night.” ― Jess Rothenberg, The Catastrophic History of You and Me “I love you every day. And now I will miss you every day.” ― Mitch Albom, For One More Day “I felt his other hand sear hot against my cheek. He bent his head, and in a voice that Jack couldn’t hear, said, “When you came down the stairs, and fell into me, that was the moment.” Then his lips pressed against mine.” ― Sarah Alderson, Hunting Lila “You act young,” he said, “because you are young. But you know things, Roza. Things people older than you don’t even know. That day….” I knew instantly which day he referred to. The one up against the wall. “You were right, about how I fight to stay in control. No one else has ever figured that out- and it scared me. You scare me.” “Why? Don’t you want anyone to know?” He shrugged. “Whether they know that fact or not doesn’t matter. What matters is that someone- that you- know me that well. When a person can see into your soul, it’s hard. It forces you to be open. Vulnerable. It’s much easier being with someone who’s just more of a casual friend.” “Like Tasha.” “Tasha Ozera is an amazing woman. She’s beautiful and she’s brave. But she doesn’t-” “She doesn’t get you,” I finished. He nodded. “I knew that. But I still wanted the relationship. I knew it would be easy and that she could take me away from you. I thought she could make me forget you.” I’d thought the same thing about Mason. “But she couldn’t.” “Yes. And, so…..that’s a problem.” ― Richelle Mead, Frostbite “We have all known the long loneliness and we have learned that the only solution is love and that love comes with community.” ― Dorothy Day, The Long Loneliness: The Autobiography of the Legendary Catholic Social Activist “Ten long trips around the sun since I last saw that smile, but only joy and thankfulness that on a tiny world in the vastness, for a couple of moments in the immensity of time, we were one.” ― Ann Druyan “Love is bullshit. Emotion is bullshit. I am a rock. A jerk. I’m an uncaring asshole and proud of it.” ― Chuck Palahniuk, Choke “Love is the only future God offers.” ― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables “I’m afraid they’re in love,” he said, concerned. “They don’t want to leave you.” He lifted one hand from her waist to gently brush a pair from her neck, where their wings fanned against her jaw. Melancholy, he said, “I know just how they feel.” ― Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone “Darkness may hide the trees and the flowers from the eyes but it cannot hide love from the soul.” ― Kahlil Gibran, Love Letters in the Sand: The Love Poems of Khalil Gibran “Your salary is not love and your word is not love. Your clothes are not love and holding hands is not love. Sex is not love and a kiss is not love. Long letters are not love and a text is not love. Flowers are not love and a box of chocolates is not love. Sunsets are not love and photographs are not love. The stars are not love and a beach under the moonlight is not love. The smell of someone else on your pillow is not love and the feeling of their skin touching your skin is not love. Heart-shaped candy is not love and an overseas holiday is not love. The truth is not love and winning an argument is not love. Warm coffee isn’t love and cheap cards bought from stores are not love. Tears are not love and laughter is not love. A head on a shoulder is not love and messages written at the front of books given as gifts are not love. Apathy is not love and numbness is not love. A pain in your chest is not love and clenching your fist is not love. Rain is not love. Only you. Only you, are love.” ― pleasefindthis, I Wrote This For You “You’re not lost, Kaylee. You can’t ever be lost, because I’ll always know where you are. And if I’m not there with you, I’m on my way, and nothing standing between us will be standing for very long.” ― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake “What I was trying to say,” he whispered, “is that I see you in everything. There isn’t a word for you that means enough, because you’re everything to me.” ― Veronica Rossi, Into the Still Blue

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