Quotes on “unrequited-love”

The knowledge that she would never be loved in return acted upon her ideas as a tide acts upon cliffs.

It's delicious to have people adore you, but it's exhausting, too. Particularly when your own feelings don't match theirs.

There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it.

When you loved someone and had to let them go, there will always be that small part of yourself that whispers, What was it that you wanted and why didn't you fight for it?

The most confused you will ever get is when you try to convince your heart and spirit of something your mind knows is a lie.

Soul connections are not often found and are worth every bit of fight left in you to keep.

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.

If you don't receive love from the ones who are meant to love you, you will never stop looking for it.

sometimes no matter how many eyelashes or dandelion seeds you blow, no matter how much of your heart you tear out and slap on your sleeve, it just ain't gonna happen.

Love Jo all your days, if you choose, but don't let it spoil you, for it's wicked to throw away so many good gifts because you can't have the one you want.

Snape's patronus was a doe,' said Harry, 'the same as my mother's because he loved her for nearly all of his life, from when they were children.

I want him to see the flowers in my eyes and hear the songs in my hands.

...unrequited love does not die; it's only beaten down to a secret place where it hides, curled and wounded. For some unfortunates, it turns bitter and mean, and those who come after pay the price for the hurt done by the one who came before.

I wanted to see the place where Margaret grew to what she is, even at the worst time of all, when I had no hope of ever calling her mine.

He shrank from hearing Margaret's very name mentioned; he, while he blamed her – while he was jealous of her – while he renounced her – he loved her sorely, in spite of himself.

I miss you in waves and tonight I’m drowning. You left me fending for my life and it feels like you’re the only one who can bring me back to the shore alive.

You think being dead inside is bad until someone brings you back to life and stabs you in the chest without the intention of killing you.

His hands are saying that he wants to hold her. His feet are saying that he wants to chase after her... He's probably forgotten that I'm here, beside him