Lovers Quotes - Page 12

I gave you up and died a little each day

A sword can only pierce the body, but love can pierce the soul.

How queer it was for two lovers to suddenly turn into strangers?

Souls from the same star find it impossible to resist dancing to the tune of inevitability.

Selfish little flower dancing beneath flames do you dare drift in this wind alongside me? Take my hand and let us see skies untouched by night. You are not alone. Never have, and never will be. Death is only the beginning, but our breath shall reign forever.

Children have always liked the princess story, but they never knew what was her name. I think the princess was, is and will always be you.

And if the stars should ever die, we'll make our own light, you and I.

If I breathe you in and you breathe me out, I swear we can breathe forever. I swear I’ll find summer in your winter and spring in your autumn and always, hands at the ends of your fingers, arms at the ends of your shoulders and I swear, when we run out of forever, when we run out of air, your name will be the last word that my lungs make air for.

Reciprocation was a pretty powerful stimulant to the imagination.

...your heart spoke for you. You gave up everything for me.

Her legs are two rivers, and the delta where they bleed into each other is the well of ecstasy.

Never compare your love life from what you read or watched in a movie. Those are carefully thought about, yours on the good will of fate

To Be One With The One Is Not For Everyone

When two souls are one, they hear each other, even in silence.

After two decades there she was, in front of him, almost within touching distance, not faded like in his dreams, but bright and clear and vividly real, looking comfortably, almost defiantly, the same as she always had and then everything she had never been.

Idk what the fuck just happened to us. We used to talk like hell pelhay but now days we act like as if we don't know each other and there's some kinda fight between us. I still want you to stay in my life, as a friend and even more than that but the only thing that I want from you is your acceptance. You think that I don't talk to you or stuff and I'm trying to ignore you but trust me I never tried to ignore. You know what I just can't ignore even when I want too. And if you still think that I'm the only one who have changed and etc so I'm really sorry and honestly I just can not stay away from you. Love you

Her tears still lay, unattended, on my bosom...I wouldn't wipe them, for she might stop paying me visits.

It is an absolute human certainty that no one can know his own beauty or perceive a sense of his own worth until it has been reflected back to him in the mirror of another loving, caring human being.

I waitwith silent passionfor one gestureone glancefrom you

Even the smallest shift in perspective can bring about the greatest healing.

My wails of sorroware tormenting my soul

A woman never loves to any man, she only controls him

I may tear you apart but I'll put you back together.

Don’t worry if people think you’re crazy. You are crazy. You have that kind of intoxicating insanity that lets other people dream outside of the lines and become who they’re destined to be.

Years of love, followed by heartache. Those are the years that define me.Those are the years that know– love’s eternity is you.

Even when I press against him his presence is too far away.

Aku percaya, tak pernah ada kata salah untuk cinta.

Sex is the divine in its most available epiphany.

I am your earth if you want me to be.I am your sky if you want me to be.I am your sun if you want me to be.I am your world if you want me to be.I am your universe if you want me to be.

The relationship was perfect, but I hated everything about the person I became.

I'm not simple. Loving me will never be easy. I bring every travesty that's rocked me- with me, to the table. I won't pretend to be something I'm not, and I don't expect you to be blemish free either. That's much too boring of an existence. A past means you've lived, you've prevailed. My ears are open. My heart is accepting. I want to know how you are. I want to know what made you... and I want to feel free to share the 'not so pretty' parts of me, with you.

Creation of a pregnant imagination.

It is nice to touch, it is nice to be touched, but it is so much nicer to touch someone's heart.

Why, I've been all over the world, I tell you, and fairly loafed and lolled in every conceivable sort of ease and luxury, but the Soul of me—the wild, restless, breathless, discontented soul of me—never sat down before in all its life—I say, until my frightened hand cuddled into his broken one. I tell you I don't pretend to explain it, I don't pretend to account for it; all I know is—that smothering there under all that horrible wreckage and everything—the instant my hand went home to his, the most absolute sense of serenity and contentment went over me.

Sometimes there’s no cure for the crazy.” Dale sighed, stroking my hair. “I think we all just have to keep loving through it. Maybe that’s the cure.

I’m so in love with you, Braith,” he told her, and she felt in her bones that he meant every word. “And do you know why?”“I have no idea,” she replied honestly.“Because I am such an amazing dragon that I know I richly deserve a She-dragon as wonderful as you. See?” he asked, grinning at her. “How could I not love you when you’re so clearly made for me?

When you fall in love with someone you treasure their quirks as much as anything else. Flaws become unique marks of character, things you'd miss if they weren't there.

I don’t know . . . we seemed to click right away, you know? And he’s so kind but determined to protect you and me both, and well, he’s nice to look at. Even with the “scar. It’s kind of sexy.”I chuckled. “Do you know how that scar got there?”She giggled. “Yeah. He told me Tristan gave it to him. But it sounded like he deserved it. Jax can be . . . well, he’s Jax. But I think I love him.”“I’m sure the accent has nothing to do with it.” She seemed to have a thing for those.“Oh, my God. You should hear him talk dirty with that accent of his!”I clapped my hand over my “mouth to cover a laugh. “I don’t want to know that!”“Yes, you do. Doesn’t Tristan ever talk dirty to you in all those different languages he knows?”Hmm . . . funny how I’d never thought about it. He was holding out on me! That would have to change. Next time, I swore I’d make him do it. Whenever next time might be...

Love is the only flame that can light up your soul and universe simultaneously.

I remember being in the mood for love at the slightest provocation- your nubile body feeling undeniably illicit, under mine, rhyming, heaving, breathing together, each other, squirrel hands, down and across and stolen kisses, on and not on the lips. Then leaving scorching beds the color of the red desert sun and strawberry flavored. Your mysterious skin, salt lips: touching, each other. My libido, your mascara- getting all messed up in those rains, realizing for the first time that lust gnaws had no language, race, religion or brotherhood.’('Left from Dhakeshwari')

If ever I was running, it was towards you.

If you really want to do something,you will.If not now, Eventually.

Who but lovers dream alike?

Roberto knew that he now had the power to influence the future. He needed to send a message back, and whatever he chose to say would affect Rosa and would help to guide her future choices. He felt a strong sense of guilt and responsibility about the situation in which he found himself, but he knew that he had to make it work. Somehow he needed to find a way to do the best that he could by his Rosa.

They were stars on this stage, each playing to an audience of two.

I admitted it was tempting to wish for cosmic, mind-blowing, I-could-die-right-now orgasms, but the truth is, sometimes we do have to settle for light, that-was-fun type, and explore additional features.Ian made me feel good. Sexy. Powerful. Wasn't that what was sex really about? Or was I just fooling myself?

Weeping is like cleansing your soul. It's liberating and somber.

In addition to my new outlook on life, in some absurdly simple way, Anissa gave me several new reasons to live. Above all, I had to see her again and find out what, if anything, would happen between her and me.

Men tend to remember the best things about the women they've loved and to forget the worst, which is why so many men make the same mistakes with women again and again. Women tend to forget the best things about the men they've loved and to remember the worst, which is why so many women become bitter about men.

For she had eyes and chose me.

Hatred is about possession. It is all-consuming, cruel, and vainglorious. When love is allowed to fester, it becomes twisted and corrupt; it settles deep in the heart...and metastasizes, sending its dark roots through the body to raze all that stands in its way. Love is chaste and pure. Love is banal....No, hatred has infinitely more possibilities.

There is a little Juliet inside me, hoping I will lock eyes with my Romeo on the other side of a fish tank or through a gap in a library bookcase. Hell, even if it's behind the condiments section in a supermarket. I don't really mind.

Time after time, they brought each other to new heights of ecstasy, until finally, they lay spent in each others arms in the quiet peace and contentment that only lovers know.

Because i am magic and,you are my precious stone.

You can give life and take it away just as easily. You’re my blessing and my curse.

If it’s the right person, it’s easy.

Be not afraid to love.Those who never love, do not know what love is.

Laughter is a gift for lovers.

A woman’s beauty is worth little to you, a woman’s intelligence is worth much to you, a woman’s virtue is worth more to you, a woman’s love is worth the most to you, and a woman’s loyalty is worth everything to you.

Never had we ever kissed as lovers; if we touched lips it was as brother and sister. In one moment of emotion, our lips fell together by accident, but we quickly removed ourselves as though we were children touching glass with dirty hands.