Skate, if it were possible to choose who we fall in love with, no one would ever get it done, because we'd all be chasing after this ideal person who doesn't even exist.

One-sided love is just like an endless pain.. we can't get out of this pain even with time, and we can't blame anyone because this is our own mistake.. why do we get emotionally attached to someone.....

He shall never know how I love him

His love for Frodo rose above all other thoughts, and forgetting his peril he cried aloud: 'I'm coming Mr. Frodo!'

It is with true love as with ghosts. Every one talks of it but few have seen it.

Because as much as she thought she wanted safety, wanted security and reliability, the kiss had shifted something in her.

Dan smiled at me with lips still moist from mine. I have seen clouds part for the sun. I have seen rainbows. I have seen flowers in the morning, covered in dew, and I have seen sunsets so brilliant...

It was the best first kiss in the history of first kisses. It was as sweet as sugar. And it was warm, as warm as pie. The whole world opened up and I fell inside. I don't know where I was, but I...

Until they rip us apart, and even then, I'll fight.

Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.

She smiled at me, and I never forgot it. Or more accurately, I always remembered it.

But then, Phillip reminded me of something that happened so long ago, I had completely forgotten it. He reminded me of when we were ten, and he gave me my first kiss. We were on the swings out behind...

To become the love of a poet is to become both a muse and an immortal all at the same time.

Love means not ever having to say you're sorry.

An hour would be enough. An hour with my head on the pillow beside yours, foreheads touching, eyes locked with eyes {just the two of us, mind you, minus that sodding cat}; an hour to smell the smell...

The bitterest hardships, the most daunting trials; none of these are burdens if it means being with you.

My mother does not own my hands, though she works hard to train them. My mother does not own my eyes, though she frequently directs their focus. My mother does not own my mind, though she yields great...

Remembering our loved ones is breathing life into their fading images, that we might once more see their faces and pass along a tearful I miss you.

You remember?' he said incredulously. 'What could you possibly remember?' he asked, staring at her, waiting for the answer. The beauty from within her soul shined brightly through her loving eyes as...

Love can be so hauntingly beautiful, waking up past selves that have been wandering aimlessly through the corridors of our soul, for far too long. When someone else can take us from the ghost-town of...

He cupped my face in his hands and wiped my tears with his thumbs. Better? Yes. He looked into my eyes and said, I'll never leave you alone, Anna. Not if I can help it.

There isn't enough paper in the world to write all the poems you inspire in me.

I linger too long in his embrace; the night is so warm, the rocking of the boat so lulling, I have to stop myself from swaying to the music. Daniel smells really good - a masculine cocktail of...

Dorothy: Shut up, just shut up. You had me at "hello". - From Jerry Maguire, 1996

.. I suffered with you. I hurt with you. I bled with you - not only because we're bonded, but because the love I have for you. ~ Eric Northman in Dead in The Family.

The deepest truth however is, that no love begins unconditional, but the only one that grows to be it, is the one that survives the breaking of all conditions, yet standing tall.

I used to think poorly of our difference, that I wanted to be with you every minute of every day, you don't see things the way I do when it comes to love, and that friction may be the reason I love...

Listening is where love begins: listening to ourselves and then to our neighbors.

He didn't know what he'd done to deserve her love, but he thanked the Lord he had it. Then again, when was love ever given because it was deserved? Respect and honor were earned. Awards were deserved....

Where we love is home