“I don’t know a perfect person. I only know flawed people who are still worth loving.”— John Green, thoughtcatalog.com
“Pleasures are like photographs: in the presence of the person we love, we take only negatives, which we develop later, at home, when we have at our disposal once more our inner dark room, the door of which it is strictly forbidden to open while others are present.”— Marcel Proust, amazon.com
“The bonds between ourselves and another person exists only in our minds. Memory as it grows fainter loosens them, and notwithstanding the illusion by which we want to be duped and which, out of love, friendship, politeness, deference, duty, we dupe other people, we exist alone. Man is the creature w…”— Marcel Proust, amazon.com
“No doubt very few people understand the purely subjective nature of the phenomenon that we call love, or how it creates, so to speak, a supplementary person, distinct from the person whom the world knows by the same name, a person most of whose constituent elements are derived from ourselves.”— Marcel Proust, amazon.com
“I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.”— Lauren Oliver, amazon.com
“In his younger days a man dreams of possessing the heart of the woman whom he loves; later, the feeling that he possesses the heart of a woman may be enough to make him fall in love with her.”— Marcel Proust, amazon.com
“The saddest truth is realising you have fallen madly in love with what can never be.”— Michael Faudet, twitter.com
“Love is not vain because it is frustrated, but because it is fulfilled. The people we love turn to ashes when we posess them.”— Marcel Proust, amazon.com
“I do not trust people who don’t love themselves and yet tell me, ‘I love you.’ There is an African saying which is: Be careful when a naked person offers you a shirt.”— Maya Angelou, en.wikiquote.org
“A profound love between two people involves, after all, the power and chance of doing profound hurt.”— Ursula K. Le Guin, amazon.com
“Art and love are the same thing: it’s the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you. It’s understanding the unreasonable.”— Chuck Klosterman, amazon.com
“Love. The reason I dislike that word is that it means too much for me, far more than you can understand.”— Leo Tolstoy, amazon.com
“The fellowcreatures who have played a leading part in one’s life very rarely disappear from it suddenly with any finality. They return to take their old place in it at odd moments… before leaving it for ever”— Marcel Proust, amazon.com
“It is better to be alone than to be with someone who can’t see who you are.”— E. Lockhart, amazon.com