So long as you use a knife, there's some love left.

Looking at her, thinking of her transported him, which struck him as vile because now it was hard for him not to despise the icy serenity of their earlier relations. And he knew that he should not...

She understood perfectly that when the object of anticipation becomes paramount, trouble begins to lurk like a panther.

Aren't I enough for you?' she asked

...you love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.

It is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom. Each, in its utmost development, supposes a high degree of intimacy and heart-knowledge;...

If she be all tenderness, she will die. If she survive, the tenderness will either be crushed out of her, or--and the outward semblance is the same--crushed so deeply into her heart that it can never...

Let men tremble to win the hand of woman, unless they win along with it the utmost passion of her heart!

Just bear a passing resemblance to a fictional romantic trope I like and I will love you forever. We're all just trying to find the Mark Darcy of our workplace, aren't we?

I loved you then and I love you now and I have loved you every second in between.

I'd like to get away from earth awhileAnd then come back to it and begin over.May no fate wilfully misunderstand meAnd half grant what I wish and snatch me awayNot to return. Earth's the right place...

The heart can think of no devotionGreater than being shore to the ocean

Your voice, through the beelike hum, was remote and anxious. It kept sliding into the distance and vanishing. I spoke to you with tightly shut eyes, and felt like crying. My love for you was the...

You couldn't get more original than Laura. Laura. Yes, she was an original, all right. One of a kind. Did they break her mold or what, pal? Or...or did it ? Still, Laura. The one and the only. Such a...

Yes, I need you, my fairy-tale. Because you are the only person I can talk with about the shade of a cloud, about the song of a thought - and about how, when I went out to work today and looked a tall...

It is late now, I am a bit tired; the sky is irritated by stars. And I love you, I love you, I love you – and perhaps this is how the whole enormous world, shining all over, can be created – out...

It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.

You're asking me to define an abstract concept that no one has managed to explain since time began. You sort of sprang it on me," Gansey said. "Why do we breathe air? Because we love air? Because we...

You can't keep messing me around like this. It's been going on too long. I can't take it anymore. I get sick every time you come around. Then I get sick when you leave. You're like a disease to me.

With his two hands he props up his jaw. He passes without a word. Perhaps he does not see me. One of these days I'll challenge him. I'll say, I don't know, I'll say something, I'll think of something...

Nor did he think of Celia any more, though he could sometimes remember having dreamt of her. If only he had been able to think of her, he would not have needed to dream of her.

Perhaps after all she put me in her rectum. A matter of complete indifference to me, I needn't tell you. But is it true love, in the rectum? That's what bothers me sometimes. Have I never known true...

Seen no matter how and said as seen. Dread of black. Of white. Of void. Let her vanish. And the rest. For good.

What matters is giving over to what you love.

There are things without explanation, moments when life will become arranged in such odd ways that you imagine a whole vocabulary of meaning inside them. The breakfast smell struck me like that.

If you already have a person's love no sacrifice can be too much to give for it; but any sacrifice is too great to buy it for you.

You don't understand," Mairelon said dully. "Kim doesn't want to marry a toff."Was that what was bothering him? "Well, of all the bacon-brained, sapskulled, squirish, buffle-headed nod cocks!" Kim...

A flock of butterflies riots in my stomach and steals my breath.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself closer to him until my lips touched his.

I had no right to want you - but I reached out and took you anyway. And now look what's become of you! Trying to seduce a vampire.{Edward Cullen, Eclipse}~Stephenie Meyer