Herman Melville Love, Romantic
Nora Roberts Romantic
Declarations of love amuse me. Especially when unrequited. Cassandra Clare
Declarations of love amuse me. Especially when unrequited.
“How can you call it love when it hurt you so badly?" "It was love because it was worth it.” Jay Asher
“How can you call it love when it hurt you so badly?" "It was love because it was worth it.”
ou know I don't love any one but you. You shouldn't mind because some one else loved me. Ernest Hemingway
ou know I don't love any one but you. You shouldn't mind because some one else loved me.
Only the margin left to write on now. I love you, I love you, I love you. Dodie Smith
Only the margin left to write on now. I love you, I love you, I love you.
sacrifice and the readiness to give oneself up for the sake of the beloved person. Erich Fromm
sacrifice and the readiness to give oneself up for the sake of the beloved person.
Being told that love is forbidden does not kill love. It strengthens it. Cassandra Clare
Being told that love is forbidden does not kill love. It strengthens it.
Oh, did you expect me to play fair?" Cupid laughed. "I am the god of love. I am never fair. Rick Riordan
Oh, did you expect me to play fair?" Cupid laughed. "I am the god of love. I am never fair.
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Pablo Neruda
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
You belong where you're loved. Cassandra Clare
You belong where you're loved.
But tonight, she embraced the truth. She loved. Had always loved, would always love. Nora Roberts
But tonight, she embraced the truth. She loved. Had always loved, would always love.
I'd love to have the whole place swimming in roses James Joyce
I'd love to have the whole place swimming in roses
Holding Eleanor's hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive. Rainbow Rowell
Holding Eleanor's hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive.