Love Hurts Quotes - Page 2

Love took prisoners no matter what the circumstances; it broke open the heart with no regard for consequences.

He was acting like our kiss had broken him, and his reaction was breaking me.

...when you're hard and unyielding your words score me with lines - I hate lines - I want curves - curves are happy like a snowman ...

Hate was the other side of love, wasn’t it? That’s what passion was like with her - to the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. We traveled to heaven and hell together. Earth wasn’t in the picture, and that was a problem.

Love is never supposed to hurt. Love is supposed to heal, to be your haven from misery, to make living fucking worthwhile.

The theory of attachment is same for humans and computers.
Unknown sender's attachment is blocked..
Known sender's attachment is accepted or ignored..
Heavy attachments are annoying..
Too heavy attachments do not reach..
No attachment is the best option!

I wanted to know what it felt like to be loved by the man of my dreams.

I think that the hardest thing you will ever come to understand is that you were not IN LOVE with the person that you spend years of your life with. You loved them, but you weren't in love with them...

& then the strangest clarity comes when you meet someone special...you come to understand why it didn't workout with anyone else.

I know you. Inside and out, Sara. I know you, and I’ve accepted it all. Every bit of the crazy. And I love you anyway remember?

I needed him like I needed air to breathe.

It was impossible not to fall in love with him.

Love has no gender.

My gender ceased to exist inside me whenever I sing my feelings; soul has no gender.

Love can't be limited

«Non capisco, cos'è che vi preoccupa tanto?»
«Tutto, quando si tratta di voi: il parto, l'odio che provate per Charles, il pensiero che possiate non amarmi mai. Mi fate regredire. Mi fate dimenticare il coraggio. Quando sto con voi divento ciò che di più lontano esiste dall'essere un uomo.»

Tears of missing you raced down my cheeks; please don't go, your arms are my tears of joy

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
From an Irish headstone

Dead.

Even in the silence of my mind I cannot think the word. I cannot acknowledge this most obvious and terrible of truths.

Sam studied his brother. At one time he thought Frankie had a good head on his shoulders. Sure, he had a temper. And he was conceited. But he always used common sense. But now he wasn’t so sure if that were true. He had brought him his lifeless fiancé. Like a dog dragging in a dead rabbit looking for praise.

Love is blind and now he prove that to me. He left me alone . But when she left me I now realizee that my true love is God.