love

"The heart is the toughest part of the body. Tenderness is in the hands."

"There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve."

"I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person."

"Like time suspended, a wound unmended-- you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I'll wonder why."

"Sweets to the sweet."

"I love you so much that nothing can matter to me - not even you...Only my love- not your answer. Not even your indifference"

"My ashtray is full, the carton of cigarettes is empty, and I just cremated grandpa. But I never inhaled—or told him I loved him."

"Your ordinary acts of love and hope point to the extraordinary promise that every human life is of inestimable value."

"We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love."

"Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux."

"A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love."

"A first love always occupies a special place."

"Love can rebuild the world, they say, so everything's possible when it comes to love."

"I just got done digging a hole shaped like a human body. But I have no idea what to bury. I’ll probably hide all my love for you, like I would with any other treasure."

"I love live music and I love to see people's faces when I'm performing."

"People say I make strange choices, but they’re not strange for me. My sickness is that I’m fascinated by human behavior, by what’s underneath the surface, by the worlds inside people."

"The mark of a true crush... is that you fall in love first and grope for reasons afterward."

"The feeling of loving her and being loved by her welled up in him, and he could taste the adrenaline in the back of his throat, and maybe it wasn't over, and maybe he could feel her hand in his again and hear her loud, brash voice contort itself into a whisper to say I-love-you as if it were a secret, and an immense one."

"Cut the ending. Revise the script. The man of her dreams is a girl."

"He did not care if she was heartless, vicious and vulgar, stupid and grasping, he loved her. He would rather have misery with one than happiness with the other."