Love

Love is a wishbone cracked in two.

When people are vulnerable to control, they feel that they are selfish for deciding what to do with their own property. In reality, deciding for ourselves is the only way we can ever have true love, for then we are giving freely.

I was burdened with an ever-growing heart on the verge of decay. To save myself, I had to give many pieces of my love away. I hope I can give it all to someone, someday.

One great thing about love, when you are in love, nothing else matters anymore.

There were three of us in this marriage, so it was a bit crowded.

I cannot tell whether diamonds appeared in his eyes or mine as the shine of adoration became the icon one sees in history, a Byzantine sparkle, Medieval armor against all odds.

A heart that can break is better than no heart at all.

Love expands your soul with something inexplicably fulfilling. If you die without ever having experienced it, you will miss life's only true joy.

If you would be loved love and be lovable.

Speaking kind words starts a wave of love in motion that brings more love upon your shores.

With twice his wits, she had to see things through his eyes -- one of the tragedies of married life.

Her Brooklyn accent only comes out when she's angry. This is the best part....I pick at my pancakes while she tells me, simply, 'It's ok to change your mind.' About a feeling, a person, a promise of love. I can't stay just to avoid contradicting myself. I don't have to watch him cry.

I think it’s the whole ‘bad boy who’s so good but destined to break your heart’ fantasy. Which doesn’t sound like much of a fantasy when you put the broken heart part in the picture, but it is. It so is.

True love is an act of the will—a conscious decision to do what is best for the other person instead of ourselves.

A body is a body, but only voices are capable of love.

She doesn't need your money. Even a penniless fool like you can make her fall in love with you. That's just miracle.

I'll date you, love...Not you and your iPad. I can't feel plastic palm play; I'm live like Memorex.

At night too, she puzzled the mystery of her desperate need of kindness. As other girls prayed for handsomeness in a lover, or for wealth, or for power, or for poetry, she had prayed fervently: let him be kind.

The supposedly intelligent are often too quick to judgewhen really all that's needed is loveand understandingbut try not to judge them in return because they will often judge themselves even more harshlywhich is so sad in a world that's already so full of pain that hugsand forgiveness should be called forevery single day.

I bet that guy was as obsessed with Sarah as I am with this other girl, and I bet he promised himself never to hurt her, just like I've been doin' - and look what he's done to her. He's left her a crumpled mess, lyin' on her bed all the time.