Quotes on “love”

I gave you my heart, but it wasn't enough.

I want to try making things right because picking up the pieces is way better than leaving them the way they are.

You are the one girl that made me risk eveything for a future worth having.

One of the things that makes me who I am is the loyalty I have to people I hold close to my heart.

I wonder if it's medically possible to be addicted to another human being.

When my eyes meet his gaze as we're sitting here staring at each other, time stops. Those eyes are piercing mine, and I can swear at this moment he senses the real me. The one without the attitude, without the facade[...]

Love is honesty. Love is a mutual respect for one another.

I give her the only honest and true answer I have."You're where I want to be."

One's life has value so long as one attributes value to the life of others, by means of love, friendship, and compassion

A woman should soften but not weaken a man.

Whoever loves becomes humble. Those who love have , so to speak , pawned a part of their narcissism.

It is that we are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love, never no helplessly unhappy as when we have lost our loved object of its love.

My love is something valuable to me which I ought not to throw away without reflection.

I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know that there's nothing but light when I see you.

He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day. Choice: that was the thing.

You can't make anyone love you. You just have to reveal who you are and take your chances. (105)

How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it. How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live 'em. How much love inside a friend? Depends how much you give 'em.

Depression isn't a war you win. It's a battle you fight every day. You never stop, never get to rest. It's one bloody fray after another.