Love withers under constraints. Its very essence is liberty; it is comparable neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear; it is there most pure, perfect, and unlimited where its votaries are in confidence, equality and unreserve.

Last night, I realized that it is possible for love to die in an instant. It felt sickening to lie with you in the same bed and have your arms wrapped tightly around me. It...

It has an L on it. L for love. See? It’s the key to the universe, Dad. You said you were looking for it. You told Mom you were. I found it for you so...

Opposites attract in physics. In life, like attracts like. Kindness attracts kindness. Greed attracts greed. Love attracts love. If you don’t like what you’re attracting, change who you are.

In my view, a Cyclops is halfway to being blind. Love sees all. When someone insults me and I go silent, I’m in Helen Keller mode. Listen!

Love is a luxury.””No. Love is an element.”An element. Like air to breathe, earth to stand on.

MUSIC. Tunneling right down into your CORE and SOULTIME. Hep, sloppy, SEXY and cerebral. Chancy and hip-swinging like ELVIS and your first teenage KISS.

One hates a person for the same reason one loves him 

and…and…a gun. A big one.” – Colleen O’Brien

When we will learn to live in harmony with nature,we will learn to live in peace with each other.

Affection is invaluable. I will accept your heart as payment and change your mind.

Ya no puedo estar sin su presencia; el olor de su piel, el sonido de su voz, las pequeñas maneras de representar a la muchacha más fuerte y a la más frágil del mundo. Su...

No key, no tool, no resource is more liberating than love.

My password is lovehate. I love it. And I hate it.

Endeavor for greatness, venture for the sake of the heart.

I’m putting the finishing touches on a cat. I love petting.

What is the point of roaming the world when it’s the same misery everywhere?

There was after all no mystery in the end of love, no mystery but the mystery of love itself, which was large certainly but as real as grass, as natural and unaccountable as bloom and...

Unconditional love is the greatest gift we can ever give.

You don’t get it. I don’t like you. I don’t like like you. It’s way more than that. It’s not even love. It’s this feeling of protection. You are mine to protect.

Then I realize what it is. It’s him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.

And life definitely doesn’t want me To just let it tell me that the girl I met,The beautiful, amazing, strong, resilient girlThat I fell so hard forShould only come in thirdLife knows.Life is trying to...

Think about the change that the world experiences without the aid of the right people and those who love and appreciate the presence of nature.

When love comes first, actions will follow.

God is never angry for His sake, only for ours.

A can’t in a can—it’s carbonated failure that’s ready to drink. It tastes like the back half of love.

I’m not sure I’ll ever know the meaning of life or what comes for us after death, but I know it’s more than the hysteria people make it out to be. It’s about freeing your...

No matter how miserable your life is, accept it with love, every thing will change.

It is still news to her that passioncould steer her wrongthough she went down, a thousand timesstrung outacross railroad tracks, off bridgesunder cars, or stiffglass bottle still in hand, hair softon greasy pillows, still it...

The Best Part Of Missing You Is, “I Recall Every Single Moment Spent With You.”Bt The Worst Part Is,”I Miss You So Badly.

He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to...

Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,’ Holly advised him. ‘That was Doc’s mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with...

He opened his eyes to reveal the storm within him. “My every instinct is telling me to have my way with you.” He was dead serious and my cheeks heated. Fire shone in his eyes...

If we know that we all came from the same place and our destination is the same, then how could there be any conflicts? Why are we are loving each other and why we are...

Being with you is like living a dream.

He feared me as many men fear women: because their mistresses (or their wives) understand them. They are scarcely adult, some men: they wish women to understand them, and to that end they tell them...

If you want drama, settle for the one who will change your relationship status. If you want love, wait for the one who will change your life.

You weren’t being punished. You were waiting for me.

Then he almost but didn’t say the two sentence he’d been meaning to say for years: part of me is made of glass, and also, I love you

Let the world know the purpose of your life and do it with love.

It is possible to be in two dreams at once. If I dream about you, and you are asleep at the time, you are in both your dreams, and mine. Still, you’re not really in...

Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.

when we were kidslaying around the lawnon ourbellieswe often talkedabouthowwe’d like todieandwe allagreed on thesamething;we’d alllike to diefucking(althoughnone of ushaddone anyfucking)and nowthatwe are hardlykidsany longerwe think moreabouthownot todieandalthoughwe’rereadymost ofuswouldprefer todo italoneunder thesheetsnowthatmost ofushave fuckedour livesaway.

Love born in the brain is more spirited, doubtless, than true love, but it has only flashes of enthusiasm; it knows itself too well, it criticizes itself incessantly; so far from banishing thought, it is...

I grabbed hold of my Divergence like it was a hand outstretched to save me. I needed that word to tell me who I was when everything else was coming apart around me. But now...

Courage, Love, Illusion (or dream, if you will) — he who possesses all three, or two, or at least one of these things wins whatever there is to win; those who lack all three are...

Enough,’ said Mercedes, ‘enough Edmond! Believe me that she who alone recognized you has been the only one to comprehend you. And had she crossed your path, and you had crushed her like a frail...

Cold summer nightThe night is silenceBut your voice is shouting My mind reminiscing Your love is lackingThe night is coldLonging of your armsI need your heat And your goneThe dawn is immenentI’m dreaming of you...

Love: The heart wants what it wants. It doesn’t seek other people’s opinions; sometimes not even your own.

My love may be invisible, but that doesn’t mean you can’t taste it. (It tastes like a sonic boom, only not as bitter).