“I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.”
— Pablo Neruda“I love my parents' murderer; I suppose I could love anyone.”
— Holly Black“I had someone once who made every day mean something.And now…. I am lost….And nothing means anything anymore.”
— Ranata Suzuki“Not only didI love her,but I could tellthe universe lovedher, too.More than others.She was different.After all; I wouldbe a fool not tonotice the way thesunshine played withher hair.”
— Christopher Poindexter“My love is meatloaf flavored. I just wish my meatloaf was also meatloaf flavored.”
— Dora J. Arod“Why wouldn’t you tell someone you loved them? Once you loved someone, you repeated it until they were tired of hearing it. You said it until it ceased to have meaning. Why not? Of course, you goddamn did.”
— Gabrielle Zevin“For some people, “the point of no return” begins at the very moment their souls become aware of each others’ existence.”
— C. JoyBell C.“I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.”
— Ranata Suzuki“Love' is the only weapon I have, I will defend with love, I will attack with love.”
— Amit Kalantri“Nobody will save yeu,Some can't even save themselves”
— Sandesh Hukpachongbang“Life is not a competition. No one has to lose for someone else to win. A true blessing blesses everyone.”
— Donna Goddard“Love is supposed to lift you up, not hold you down. It is supposed to push you forward, not hold you back.”
— Suzy Kassem“In a word, it was impossible for me to separate her, in the past or in the present, from the innermost life of my life.”
— Charles Dickens“Then, by your definition... I'm in love with you.”
— Angela N. Blount“The Earth must have done some noble work; that is why you were born here and not in the ocean among the fishes and not in the sky among the birds.”
— Amit Kalantri“The way our fingers intertwine feels so natural and right; as if our hands hold memories of meeting in a thousand other lifetimes.”
— John Mark Green“He looked at me like I was the stars when all I’d ever felt like was the dark nothingness between them.”
— Ranata Suzuki“You look all frail and breakable, but you're really a violent little thing, aren't you?”
— Rebecca Yarros“With callused handsi tastedthe softness of the moonin the coldest windsi discoveredmy soul's warmest fireplacein the roughnessof his stubblethe tenderest love.”
— Sanober Khan“I always have many roads to travel, but I take the one which leads to you.”
— Amit Kalantri“the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.”
— Sanober Khan“Though it’s reasons to burn may vary... you are always the fuel of my fire.”
— Ranata Suzuki“I believe in Love, and I know love conquers all.”
— Ahmad Ardalan“Far from a normal-functioning relationship, but normal has never been our thing.”
— Anna Todd“There is no cosmetic to gain a beauty like yours.”
— Amit Kalantri“Oh, darling, that’s what love is. It’s some power greater than you and me, that draws us to one special person.”
— Jodi Picoult“What a terrifyingly beautiful thought that you are the beginning of forever. I love you, and life for me has just begun.”
— Kamand Kojouri“To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.”
— Sanober Khan“She's an old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart, and a beautiful mind.”
— Nicole Lyons“Not words. nor laughter. but rather someonewho will fall in lovewith your silence.”
— Sanober Khan“how is it thathe's alwaysin my thoughts. even when i am not thinking.”
— Sanober Khan“i writebecauseit is the only wayi can reach you.”
— Sanober Khan“i'm glad to be alive in a world wherehis gently awakening eyesnourish the morning sun.”
— Sanober Khan“I think i should get love inked on my skin.Maybe that's the only way i am destined to keep it.”
— Anjum Choudhary“Love starts as a feeling,But to continue is a choice;And I find myself choosing youMore and more every day.”
— Justin Wetch“I only wrote prose before I met you. My musings were superfluous and serious as well. But now the words dance with me. I sing with them and we create poetry.”
— Kamand Kojouri