Lovers Quotes - Page 16

My love, you are always on my mind and heart.

The November evening had a bite; it nibbled not-quite-gently at her cheeks and ears. In Virginia the late autumn was a lover, still, but a dangerous one.

How? How will it help to tell you that I see his face every time I close my eyes? That I wake up and cry when he's not there? That the memories are so strong I can't separate hers from mine anymore?

One of the rarest and most beautiful things in this world is to meet someone who has the ability to intoxicate you. Every moment with her was exhilarating, and every moment without her was spent captivated by thoughts about her. She was like the finest of wines. And I was getting drunk.

One of the most difficult things is to be friends with someone you love so immensely. It hurts. And the worst part is, you have to veil your pain with a smile. And every bit of that smile hurts too.

How envious I am that the sun may kiss your porcelain skin and forever change how the world sees you.

Some of the dairy people, who were also out of doors on the first Sunday evening after their engagement, heard her impulsive speeches, ecstasized to fragments, though they were too far off to hear the words discoursed; noted the spasmodic catch in her remarks, broken into syllables by the leapings of her heart, as she walked leaning on his arm; her contented pauses, the occassional laugh upon which her soul seemed to ride - the laugh of a woman in company with the man she loves and has won from all other women - unlike anything else in nature. They marked the buoyancy of her tread, like the skim of a bird which has not yet alighted.

I left the bed as she had left it, unmade and rumpled, coverlets awry, so that her body's print might rest still warm beside my own.Until the next day I did not go to bathe, I wore no clothes and did not dress my hair, for fear I might erase some sweet caress.That morning I did not eat, nor yet at dusk, and put no rouge nor powder on my lips, so that her kiss might cling a little longer.I left the shutters closed, and did not open the door, for fear the memory of the night before might vanish with the wind.

If you think that your partner has been cheating, then take a look at their will. If a past lover is in there, then it is probable that some form of infidelity has occurred.

You are enough to drive a saint to madness or a king to his knees.

Love unconditionally.

I learned that love can end in one night, that great friends can become great strangers, that strangers can become best friends, that we never finish to know and understand someone completely, that the “never ever again” will happen again and that “forever” always ends, that the one that wants it can, will achieve it and get it, that the one that risks it never looses anything, that physique, figure and beauty attracts but personality makes one fall in love.

There are thousands of languages around the world, but love is the most beautiful of them all.

Oh, how I wish I was a woman—his woman.

She had assumed they would see each other every day but she hadn’t really thought about the implications of having an affair with a married man. It wasn’t going to be a normal relationship.

Fear is Torment. The one who fears is not build to LOVE. The one who loves is made free off fear. The perfect love ousts all fear.

My grief were thoroughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together! For now it would be heavier than the sand of the desert.

She had missed him so long now, that the feeling had become a part of her. As each day passed, the missing distanced itself from her heart. One day she woke, and realized the missing was there but the pain was gone. Missing without pain is tolerable. Pain linked to heartache is intolerable.

Scorned and torn, former love mates aim and shoot childish devastating daggers that penetrate beyond target to pierce the heart of their offspring.

where oh where, in what cemetery of the heavens do the tender words of lovers rest when they love no more? (Searching for author)

...perhaps, also this short embrace may infuse in their veins a little of this thrill which they would not have known without it, and will give to those two dead souls, brought to life in a second, the rapid and divine sensation of this intoxication, of this madness which gives to lovers more happiness in an instant than other men can gather during a whole lifetime.

I so desperately wanted to be his gravity, to hold him on this earth and keep him from leaving me.

Damn the way he had control over me.

My mind gets stronger everyday,my heart gets weaker with time.

All I ever wanted, nira I expected: Nonette, upon whom my life pivots.The name I give my fire when I lay down, defenseless before its majestic awfulness.A little no, a little negation. A French girly pout, the syllables for which have been found at last.All my hurt dug up, exposed for dissection in the glaring light, and finally melted away by the loving caresses of her yielding thighs.And the girl who took such simple job in this terrible duty.Nonette.

When love invades your life, it captures your heart, imprisons your mind, and frees your soul.

I think of you only twice a day - when I am alone and when I am with someone else.

The beauty of words will forever be stronger than the silence of tears.

Everything about you fascinates me, Sophie. The smell of your skin. The sound of your voice. Your long legs. Your sense of humor. Your personality. You don’t seem to need me, and if you don’t need me, it is much more gratifying that you want me.

The danger of prolonged despair is its tendency to cloud the gift of a new beginning that every tomorrow offers. --Anissa's Redemption

Do you know my best quality?” she asks. ”Of your many, I could not say, my darling.” ”I see the best in people. I fall in love with people when I see a window into their beings, their shining moments. I’ve fallen in love with so many people but the trouble is I fall out of love so quickly too. I see the worst in them just as easily. ”Do you know I fell in love with you right away? That day at the Trotters’ I had noted you because you were new, of course, and then you sat down at the piano, and you played a few notes, but you played them so well, with no self consciousness, and no idea that anyone might be listening. It was in that room off the garden and you were the only one there. I was passing through on the way to the ladies’ room and saw you there. I fell in love with you right then, and so I slipped my drink all over myself so I could meet you.”

Dreaming of getting you I loosed everything Cheerfulness of smile And all the dreams of life

Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful.

Oh, gods. Not the flying!”“I heard you mounted my sister well enough.”“I want you never to make that statement again.

Last night the nightingale sat by my window and sang her joyous song of love...Though I loved it, my heart silently missed the beautiful song of your heart beat!

Conor, I could search the world for another swashbuckling scientist, but I doubt if I would find one like you.

There's also a lot of random stuff about poetry, flowers and lute music, plus kissing and cuddling (lots of this), wearing similar outfits, talking incessantly about the current object of devotion, and generally losing one's faculties.

Reminiscent of a diamond, she is gifted, privileged, and positioned to glisten.

Not your distress. Never that. I loved— I loved being there. Next to you. The pile of limbs that was Us. Together in the same bed. Even if it meant waking up with a few new bruises.

In you I see an immaculate woman full of feminine grace and untarnished beauty.

I will not just love you till death.I will love you for eternity,this life and the next.

The first six months are what I call the La La Land phase. This is what a lot of romantic novels, songs, and movies are based upon. Enjoy the courtship, nights out, and fun. You will eventually come back to reality.

I don’t have any fancy story,about the way we fell in love.It was that one awkward move,and the next I remember, I was looking at you.I don’t have any fancy allegory,about how we decided to marry,It was over the deck of that cruise,that you made an awkward move,And the next I remember, I conceived in your eye,some purer truth,and I was looking at you.I don’t have any fancy history,about how I know you so deeply,It always was that one awkward move,which I have trusted to pursue.Who said lovers are complex?All you need is their,one awkward move.Their soul in an instant,is engulfed,In that one tick of drool.That’s all what love is,that one awkward move,which is only meant only for you.

I thought of writing a summary about you, but when I finished it was a book.

For what they make us feel. Like we belong."_ORS

What’s bothering me is you always seem ready to snap my head off my shoulders and I’m not comfortable with that.

You said you didn’t care what I thought. Or what I did. Or if I died, if I’m not mistaken."“I lied! And you know I lied, you stupid bastard!

The moon is too old, the flower is too old;even the sunset is not enough. The only relevant metaphor for you is your mirror image.

Ridges of muscle on his stomach rose under his skin like divisions on a slab of chocolate. He held her close by the light of an oil lamp, and he shone as though he had been polished with a high-wax body polish.

I want your hand without the skin. Bone to bone without the molds. Mouth to mouth, without the porn.

A man that knows your worth doesn't need to be told how to treat you. That's a given! You won't have to question his feelings, his motives, nor his intentions. How will I know? You ask. See, he will freely show you how he feels and prove it consistently. If you're settling for anything less than what you deserve. Then, maybe you don't even know your worth.

Always be with the one who makes you smile

Lovers meander in prose and rhyme,trying to say-for the thousandth time-what's easier done than said.

My tears of joyhear the raindrops crying,as the rain never wants to pourdown on my cloudy dayswhen I makeour love-dreamsfor the sun to dreamonly for you....(From the poem "Only For You" By Munia Khan)

When love intoxicates your heart, it is difficult for your soul to remain sober.

When he turned back toward her, he kissed her deeply. "Don't ever doubt that I love you," he said, cupping her chin in his strong hands. "That will never change."Beck's taught body covered hers, alive and vital, charged with desire.And then they became one.

I ruin everything. I think that a bullet must have passed through my heart when I was very young, causing me to bleed out slowly, over things and people and every white surface that I’d ever come across.

So help me, if something crawls out of one of these bags, I will castrate you.”“I bet you’d love that.”-Emma and Jackson

My love, there is no plan B.

Feel The Love in Friendship