I’ll come back to you,” I say. “I promise you, if it’s the last thing I do, I’ll come back to you.”Her face is buried in my neck. She nods.”I’ll count the minutes until you...

It doesn’t seem like you’re living a life, it’s almost like you’re travelling on a train with the destination unknown.You’re sitting on a seat near the window looking outside, imagining how things are there outside,...

What she really craved was a connection. That feeling you got when you knew you were supposed to be with someone.

I’m not going to answer that because it’s ridiculous. I love you, Lainey. I’ve loved you from the day I met you, if not before, and I’ve loved you every day since. How could you...

But it is easy to call a man in love a mad man.

I make love like a stampede of camels running down the hallway of the 14th floor of a hotel. That’s also known as hyperbole—and the 13th floor.

Lovers are fools, but Nature makes them so.

What could Maria call the time that opened ahead of her? The certainty of her hope? This rejuvenated air she was breathing? This incandescence, this bursting of a love at last without object?

Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight.

People pleasing doesn’t allow you to receive.

Belief is a shelter, so before believing, always find out the truth.

I once heard a tale of a man who split himself in two.The one part never changed at all; the other grew and grew.The changeless part was always true, The growing part was always new,And...

If we could learn to trust and rest and be instead of always striving to do, we would find ourselves face to face with some of life’s most perplexing paradoxes. First, that transformation comes only...

We must look to God for His grace and His power to perfect godly qualities in our lives.

What if love wasn’t the act of finding what you were missing but the give-and-take that made you both match?

Let us see what tomorrow will bring us? Will it be joy and triumph, chaos and glory, love and growth, or victory and success?

It’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood,A beautiful day for a neighbor.Would you be mine?Could you be mine?…It’s a neighborly day in this beauty wood,A neighborly day for a beauty.Would you be mine?Could you be...

A rose symbolizes my love for you, because it’s dying.

The minute I stopped trying to find the right girl, and started trying to become the right guy…the girl came.

God created through love and for love. God did not create anything except love itself, and the means to love. He created love in all its forms. He created beings capable of love from all...

In the morning, a cup of love, kindness and sunshine make my day bright and happy.

But mostly I remember every morning before school. How she’d say “Hey, honey!” just I was walking out the apartment door. And me stopping and turning around and saying “What?” And her saying “I love...

To watch the dawn emerge from the night undoubtedly gives a heavenly feeling! The fresh sun rays entwine with the dark horizon and peep out of the creek with tranquil grin.

I shave my face like a car. I speed through car washes, but I brake for love.

silence between two words is an endless road.

No person, trying to take responsibility for her or his identity, should have to be so alone. There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep, and still be counted as warriors.

Anyone who loves money loves a good thing,but anyone who is in love with money is an evil man.

Love and mercy heals;where nothing works, love does..

Magandang isipin ang kasiyahan… pero minsan mas magandang isipin ang kalungkutan, dahil doon mo makikita ang mga dumamay sa iyo at ang mga tunay mong kaibigan na nagmamahal sa iyo.

Many of us suffer because we think that if people don’t really love us, then we will have to live forever without love. But it’s not true. The greatest sense of love, which is available...

One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn’t know I was searching for.

She stood before him and surrendered herself to him and sky, forest, and brook all came toward him in new and resplendent colors, belonged to him, and spoke to him in his own language. And...

Time? Time freezes as they gaze into each other’s eyes. No beginning, no end in sight, a deep vast ocean, a universe is reflected. Like a key to a lock, they are. All the days...

Love isn’t just wanting another person the way you want to own an object you see in a store. That’s just desire. You want to have it around, take it home and set it up...

And even as I’m kissing him and kissing him and kissing him, I wish I were kissing him, wanting more, more, more, more, like I can’t get enough, never will be able to get enough.

After that, I’d wanted to date, but I simply didn’t know how. It seemed to come natural to everyone else, pairing up and going out. And now, well, I felt like a nonparticipant, like there...

Alec had his arms around Magnus and was kissing him, full on the mouth. Magnus, who appeared to in a state of shock, stood frozen. Several groups of people- Shadowhunters and Downworlders alike- were staring...

As the ice melted, we fell in love—slowly. I just wish the ice were in two glasses of vodka, and not surrounding our bodies.

I suspect that a greater and more insidious influence [than violence in movies] may lie in what they tell us about being in love, and how to conduct ourselves while in that condition.

Lovers are always together in heart, mind and soul.

Good night! Good night!Far flies the light;But still God’s loveShall shine above,Making all bright,Good night! Good night!

I saw you, and I wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of...

Love has a beginning but love has no ending.

MADALI MAGING OK SA HARAP NG MINAMAHAL MO, BUT IT BECOMES EVEN WORST PAGHND MO SILA KAHARAP

To fall in love with someone’s thoughts – the most intimate, splendid romance.

If you make a nickel a second, you can’t afford to pick up a penny off the ground. It’s the same with love.

If any person claims to have loved twice in all their life — they have not loved at all.

What greater gift than the love of a cat.

Poetry is an act of love.

Toothpaste pie is no substitute for swishing around minty-fresh love in your mouth and then rinsing out with cold, refreshing reality. But don’t take my word for it, because I’m not a dentist.