Shouldn't we hold out for the person who doesn't just tolerate our little quirks but actually kinda likes them?
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Quotes tagged ‘Relationships’
If there is love, smallpox scars are as pretty as dimples. I'll love your face no matter what it looks like. Because it's yours.
What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.
Sometimes it’s 9am on a tuesday morning and you’re standing at the kitchen bench waiting for the toast to pop up And the smell of dusty sunlight and earl gray tea makes you miss them so much you don’t know what to do with your hands.
Wouldn’t it be awful if we fell in love again?
Baby, I have no idea how this will end. Maybe the equator will fall like a hula hoop from the Earth’s hips And our mouths will freeze mid-kiss on our 80th anniversary. Or maybe tomorrow my absolute insanity Combined with the absolute obstacle course of your communication skills Will leave us like a…
When somebody else comes along and makes you feel like something special — it’s like catnip. You want more of it. You want to say: ‘Let’s get lunch sometime.’ But in the end, you are what you are no matter how somebody makes you feel. It’s just a feeling.
You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say ‘come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.’
We need, in love, to practice only this: letting each other go. For holding on comes easily; we do not need to learn it.
Remember how we unhinged? Remember all the names our bodies called each other? Remember how afterwards, the steam rose from us, like a pair of smiling ghosts?
I hope that if alternate universes exist, it will still be you and me in the end. I hope that there will always be an us. In every world, in every story.
One day, whether you are 14, 28 or 65 you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find–– is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.
Perhaps the fact that I chased a boy who ripped me to shreds says a lot more about me than it did about him.
I have seen the best of you and the worst of you, and I choose both.
Sometimes what we want isn’t what’s best for us.
'All I want is you' is not entirely true. I want so much more, and with you I think I can get it.
I'm not good at relationships I always manage to find the flaws sometimes in others but mostly my own. I foretell the ending then go and create the cause save myself and end up alone.
I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes. I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence, and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong.
If we are the same person before and after we loved, that means we haven’t loved enough.
Love is not the last room: there are others after it, the whole length of the corridor that has no end.