“I told myself it didn't matter if I never got to be with you. It was enough just to love you.”— Claudia Gray, amazon.com
“Sometimes I like you so much I can’t stand it. It fills up inside me, all the way to the brim, and I feel like I could overflow. I like you so much I don’t know what to do with it. My heart beats so fast when I know I’m going to see you again. And then, when you look at me the way you do, I feel lik…”— Jenny Han, amazon.com
“I couldn't take my eyes off him. Like a desert wanderer afraid of mirages, I gazed at my oasis, but he was real.”— Laura Whitcomb, amazon.com
“Often, when we have a crush, when we lust for a person, we see only a small percentage of who they really are. The rest we make up for ourselves. Rather than listen, or learn, we smother them in who we imagine them to be, what we desire for ourselves, we create little fantasies of people and let the…”— Beau Taplin, afadthatlastsforever.tumblr.com
“...you’re too good for this world, and because of that, the world will eventually crush you.”— Paul Auster, amazon.com
“Your name is a golden bell hung in my heart. I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name.”— Peter S. Beagle, amazon.com
“She doesn’t want to fall for someone new the second they lock eyes. She doesn’t want to imagine a future when there’s barely even a present. But she can’t help it. It’s the way that she is.”— Holly Riordan, thoughtcatalog.com
“I look forward to seeing you every day. I don’t think you realize you are the best part of my weekdays.”— Molly McAdams, amazon.com
“She looked down her feet and said, ‘I shouldn’t have asked you that. I’m really nervous and I say stupid things when I’m nervous. I’m a girl and this is my first date, and for girls this really is a very big deal.’ I understood completely. I was so nervous I couldn’t feel my toes.”— John William Tuohy, amazon.com
“I just needed to be closer to you any way I could. Since then, you’ve distracted me every day whether you’re near me or not.”— Vi Keeland, amazon.com
“His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.”— James Joyce, amazon.com
“Holding Eleanor's hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive.”— Rainbow Rowell, amazon.com
“I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to kiss him because it meant finally breathing after holding my breath a minute too long. Because it meant coming back to life with energy bursting through my veins the moment he touches my skin. Because it meant waking up from an endless dream. Because the feeling of…”— lostwond3rs, lostwond3rs.tumblr.com