Reader, I kissed her. A quiet walk we had, she and I.

What a short time I had been given to experience love. I felt as my life had only recently begun and now it would surely end at sunrise.

For they might be parted for hundreds of years, she and Peter; she never wrote a letter and his were dry sticks; but suddenly it would come over her, If he were with me now...

Suddenly they were dancing, holding each other tight, moving in circles that symbolised their relationship, both afraid to let go, both willing the song to continue while silently their insides tore.

The paradox of love is that to have it is to want to preserve it because it’s perfect in the moment but that preservation is impossible because the perfection is only ever an instant passed...

First impression is not the last reflection of a true friend, so if you are head over heels for someone who just bought you a cake, you’d better think twice before devouring your misery.

For just this moment, he wanted her to see him for who he was, without the pity he knew she’d feel when she found out the truth.

Love, like Fortune, favours the bold.

Stop worrying about being that perfect person because no one is perfect. Put your focus on being that right person that will love, understand, and care for that other.

Nobody, she felt, understood her–not her mother, not her father, not her sister or brother, none of the girls or boys at school, nadie–except her man.

On revient toujours a son premier amour.” It sounds like a cynicism to-day. As if we really meant: “On ne revient jamais a son premier amour.” But as a matter of fact, a man never...

My heart no longer felt as if it belonged to me. It now felt as it had been stolen, torn from my chest by someone who wanted no part of it.

Then came the most exquisite moment of her whole life passing a stone urn with flowers in it. Sally stopped; picked a flower; kissed her on the lips. The whole world might have turned upside...

The future for me is already a thing of the past -You were my first love and you will be my last

I could take back those moments that snatched you away from me or maybe just wipe away those ten minutes when you came to me for the first time and I looked into your eyes...

Sometimes we have to behave indifferent towards people who proclaim their love to us, just to see if they are really different.

That’s it. Love makes us all strong.

And I wouldn’t have had it any other way.

We fitted together like the two halves of an oyster-shell. I was Narcissus, embracing the pond in which I was about to drown. However much we had to hide our love, however guarded we had...

I was always in love with love and now I am in love. In love, everything looks different. Everything tastes different. It is as if you have been reborn, transformed, become another person whom you...

Every kind of love, it seems, is the only one. It doesn’t happen twice. And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn’t...

But in that moment, I didn’t want to be trusted. I wanted something far more primal. I stretched up on my tiptoes and leaned in. I closed my eyes as his scent overcame me. When...

People never forget two things, their first love and the money they wasted watching a bad movie.

She looked at him like he personally kept the roof from caving.

I came hoping to see those eyes, but instead I return with my heart, leaving behind only flowers.

… you’ll have to fall in love at least once in your life, or Paris has failed to rub off on you.

In the morning, that moment, when I knew it was you. When I could feel you breathing and we opened our eyes at the exact same time.

Her mouth set. “I’ve already lost one man I loved tonight. I will not lose the other.” She glared at him. “And curse you, you stone head, for making me say it first.

The first kiss can be as terrifying as the last.

He smiles at me, and I am suddenly seventeen again – the year I realize that love doesn’t follow the rules, the year I understood that nothing is worth having so much as something unattainable

‘When did you first fall in love?’ ‘I think, I first fell in love when I was in fifth grade with this boy who kept his glass ruler in the sunlight and made rainbows on...

Audience can live without a movie but a movie cannot live without an audience.

Because I want to know if I’m allowed to kiss your tears away. Because I want to be able to hold your hand. Because I like you.

You’re lucky. You’re getting this over with now. You only fall in love for the first time once.””That’s very Taylor Swift of you,” I say.

He reflects on all the times he thought she wasn’t sure of her feelings for him, when perhaps she might’ve been taking a leisurely stroll across Elijah’s heart, leaving footprints behind that he’d never seen.

Gerry reached up to smooth a bit of that snowy mane. The strands slipped through his fingers like silk to reveal a witch’s mark, a spiral of olive-green stones that seemed to be a part...

When she was a child, my love carried a road-map in her hand the way other girls carried handkerchiefs. She always knew the way. Her feet were little wings. And her beautiful head was a...

The touch of his fingertips on my back is like a great cellist brushing the strings of his instrument, or a watchmaker turning a tiny screw invisible to the naked eye. The feeling is erotic,...

Could a scar be like the rings of a tree, reopened with each emotional season?

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

He returned her love. He lusted after her sweet young body. He wanted her the way he wanted to breathe the spring air. He had never loved anyone before. He had not known even what...

Alas! with all her reasoning, she found, that to retentive feelings eight years may be little more than nothing.

I tucked the Camel coupon from his cigarette pack into my pocket. A souvenir of the moment where he said maybe. I would hold on to his maybe for as long as it would take,...

I just thought it was an opportunity for me to come back, give back and get back to coaching college football … my first love.

I gave him a piece of my heart a long time ago, and once you give that away, I’ve learned you don’t so easily get it back.

The comedy in our lives was those first few weeks we lived together in Paris: Our bodies desired one another, our souls opened for one another. We experienced all of the happiness and anguish of...

No, this trick won’t work… How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?

Never dreaming, was I, poor Jack Duluoz, that the soul is dead. That from Heaven grace descends . . . No Doctor Pisspot Poorpail to tell me; no example inside my first and only skin....

Lollypop…the passion contained merely kissesplaced upon lips, neck and cheekthese young lovers of the castleof which our fairytale speaks…

The FlightLook back with longing eyes and know that I will follow,Lift me up in your love as a light wind lifts a swallow,Let our flight be far in sun or blowing rain–But what if...