200+ Most Beautiful Love Quotes to Melt Any Heart

Say it, I gritted out.The High Lord of the Night Court is your mate.

I love you,’ he whispered, and kissed my brow. ‘Thorns and all.

I threw myself into that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn.

I'm not married, he said softly, because I can't stomach the idea of marrying a woman inferior to me in mind and spirit. It would mean the death of my soul.

The fate of your heart is your choice and no one else gets a vote

Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.

I mean, it's not surprising, really. Once you love something, you always love it in some way. You have to. It's, like, part of you for good.

You asked me to go out with you. I know you probably changed your mind. But you should know, the answer was yes. It's always been yes when it comes to you.

Love is so unpredictable. That's what makes it so great.

You know, when it works, love is pretty amazing. It's not overrated. There's a reason for all those songs.

Wherever you will go, I will let you down, But this lullaby goes on.

You know, when it works, love is amazing. It's not overrated.

I like flaws. I think they make things interesting.

I realized how truly hard it was, really, to see someone you love change right before your eyes. Not only is it scary, it throws your balance off as well.

If you didn't love him, this never would have happened. But you did. And accepting that love and everything that followed it is part of letting it go.

The worst thing you can do if you miss or need someone is let them know it.

There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.

Are those the only options? Nothing or forever?

Because, if you could love someone, and keep loving them, without being loved back . . . then that love had to be real. It hurt too much to be anything else.

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.

Every life needs a little space. It leaves room for good things to enter it.

I think Heaven will be like a first kiss.

Because love, love is never finished. It circles and circles, the memories out of order and not always complete.

Stephen kissed me in the spring,Robin in the fall,But Colin only looked at meAnd never kissed at all.Stephen’s kiss was lost in jest,Robin’s lost in play,But the kiss in Colin’s eyesHaunts me night and day.