Love. Love wasn't sweet and light, it was visceral and overpowering. Love wasn't patient, love wasn't kind. Love was ferocious, love knew how to play dirty.

They conducted their love affair in the room above the abandoned corn exchange as the autumn weather came lop-leggedly in from the east: now a warm day, now a sunny one, now four days of cold winds...

He had thought love as a policy made a lot of sense for those who could manage it, and anyone who could manage it belonged in religious life. The rest of us have to struggle with more ordinary love,...

Love was supposed to be a kind of blissful insanity.

My angel, Carold said. Flung out of space.

Passion is sweeter split strand by strand.

The human heart is my territory. I write about love because it's the most important thing in the world. I write about sex because often it feels like the most important thing in the world.

Where did love begin? What human being looked at another and saw in their face the forests and the sea? Was there a day, exhausted and weary, dragging home food, arms cut and scarred, that you saw...

Do not sing to me songs of the daylight / For the sun is the enemy of lovers / Sing of shadows and darkness / And of the memories of midnight.

Love is a one-way street. Love, like respect isn't something you get; it's something you give

I told her that what was most important to me was not whether she loved a man or a woman, but that she loved and was loved well - that she experience passion, and the wonderful surprise of finding...

Sorry, I've had enough of running away, Sophie. Now I've got something I want to protect. It's you.

The queen hadn't even bothered to say good-bye. She'd just dashed for the injured Fae warrior, his name like a prayer on her lips. Rowan.

Love that wants only to get, to possess, is a monstrous thing

Like animals we call to each other, was the thought that came to him as he remembered the hour of love in the afternoon.

There is always someone somewhere in the world waiting for someone else; whether in the middle of the desert or deep within the greatest cities. When those two people meet and their gazes intertwine,...

Love is the force that transforms and improves the Soul of the World. When I first reached through to it, I thought the Soul of the World was perfect. But later I could see that it was like other...

No one ever loses anyone. We are all one soul that needs to continue growing and developing in order for the world to carry on and for us all to meet once again.

Once upon a time a boy loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.

If you won't share my life with me, maybe you'll share my death.

You always kill the one you love.

Sam had a skill that often let him take what he needed. But you couldn't do that with love. It had to be given. Shared.

An English girl might well believe that time is how you spend your love.

When he was young, the lesson learned from his mother, as much by cuffs as caresses, was that love is action--what you do, not what you feel--but perhaps, he thinks now, it was a false lesson, and...

The sky grew darker and the moon rose higher as the evening wore on. and without either or them being conscious of it, they began to regain the intimacy, the bond of familiarity, they had once shared.

I would have married Jamie Sullivan no matter what happened in the future. I would have married Jamie Sullivan if the miracle I was praying for had suddenly come true. I knew it at the moment I asked...

The last thing she'd wanted was anything as complicated as a relationship, for it felt as though there we're thought complication in her life already.

You might not understand, but I gave you the best of me, and after you left, nothing was ever the same.

You were honest and hardworking and kind. You were polite and patient and more mature than any guy I'd dated before. And when we were together, you listened in a way that made me feel like I was the...

I love you now as I write this, and I love you now as you read this