#love

He really would have done all that for her, you see, and done it believing he'd burn in hell forever for doing it. He hadn't done it, and wouldn't had made her his anyway, but you see why he'd have figured it did. Or maybe I saw it anyway, at the time. He was a maniac and a monster, but people don't love like that anymore. Or maybe it's only the maniacs and monsters who do. I don't know. ↗

— Peter S. Beagle

#obsession #love

There is a silence that comes to a house when no one can sleep. I guess it's the price of love; I know it's not cheap. ↗

— U

#love

Say it. But..." "But what?" he asked. She whispered it, sounding too vulnerable. "But only if its the truth, Caine. Only. If." "I love you," he said. ↗

— Michael Grant

#diana #finally #gone #light #love

My last conscious thought was of my biggest mistake- not the boy beside me, but the one i could never have. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#alexandra #forbidden-love #love

The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#love

He offered to stop the tide for me once. He offered to build me a palace at the bottom of the sea. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#poseidon #love

Can I kiss you now?" he asked. "I think you'd better, tiger," I replied. ↗

— Colleen Houck

#eternal-love #kelsey #love #meant-to-be #ren

If that isn't a declaration of love, I don't know what is. And the words tumble out of me—�a dam breached. ↗

— E.L. James

#fifty-shades-darker #love

I looked for that which is not, nor can be, And hope deferred made my heart sick, in truth; But years must pass before a hope of youth Is resigned utterly. I watched and waited with a steadfast will: And, tho' the object seemed to fly away That I so longed for, ever, day by day, I watched and waited still. Sometimes I said,-'This thing shall be no more; My expectation wearies, and shall cease; I will resign it now, and be at peace.'- Yet never gave it o'er. Sometimes I said,-'It is an empty name I long for; to a name why should I give The peace of all the days I have to live?'- Yet gave it all the same. Alas! thou foolish one,- alike unfit For healthy joy and salutary pain, Thou knowest the chase useless, and again Turnest to follow it. ↗

— Christina Rossetti

#love #poetry #yearning #love

It was unfair that people who longed for love the most, searched the hardest for it, found it so elusive. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#hard #long #love #love