I really like quotes. I like remembering what people say. I remember what everyone says or at least the gist of it. I often pretend to have forgotten what someone says so I don’t seem weird and stalkerish. But I remember.
I don’t know who said all of these. Google them to find the owners of these words. Some are mine, but I don’t like it when people think I’m mushy and lovable; it sets the bar too high for my liking.
If someday the moon calls you by your name, don’t be surprised because every night I tell her about you.
I guess it’s true that love was all you wanted ’cause you’re giving it away like it’s extra change, hoping it will end up in his pocket, but he leaves you out like a penny in the rain.
It was nice to hear your voice.
I still check on you. No matter what happened between us or how long it’s been since we last talked, I still care. I want to know you’re doing and feeling well. I check in just enough to know you’re okay because you’re still that person I miss and the person who will always be in my heart.
Always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.
People say, “There are other fish in the sea.” I say, “Fuck you; she was my sea.”
You’re who I think about when I’m drunk.
We assume others show love the same way we do – and if they don’t we worry it’s not there.
Why fall in love when you can just fall off a cliff and feel the same?
What I have with you, I don’t want with anyone else.
One day someone is going to hug you so tight that all of your broken pieces will stick back together.
Eventually soul mates meet, for they have the same hiding place.
My memory loves you; it asks about you all the time.
Fall in love with someone who’s comfortable with your silence. Find someone who doesn’t need your words to know it’s time to kiss you.
I’m sorry you were not truly loved and that it made you cruel.
If you love someone, be brave enough to tell them; otherwise be brave enough to watch them be loved by someone else.
I thought of you while in the shower, and I thought of how nice it’d be to have your things among my things along the bathtub’s edge, and I imagined myself running out of soap and using yours and wearing you to work, and the grocery store, and I imagined that night, lying down beside you and smelling your neck and finding out where all my soap had gone.
Find somebody just as fucked up as you are and settle down.
I don’t want to have the world’s attention. Yours is enough.
With my last breath I’ll exhale my love for you. I hope it’s a cold day so you can see what you meant to me.
I asked her if she believed in love, and she smiled and said it was her most elaborate method of self-harm.
How terrible it is to love something death can touch.
I’ll always love you. Even if you gain so much weight that I can’t find your vagina.
He wants to say I love you but keeps it to goodnight because love will mean some falling, and she’s afraid of heights.
You go your way… I’ll go your way too.
There’s no love…only words to get what you want.
What were the chances you’d ever meet someone like that? he wondered. Someone you could love forever, someone who would forever love you back? And what did you do when that person was born half a world away? The math seemed impossible.
I love you and it’s getting worse.
I don’t know where I’m going, but I’m going. Are you coming with me?
You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting.
“Lie to me again,” she whispered. “I love you,” he said.
I love it when I catch you looking at me.
The truth is I gave my heart away a long time ago, my whole heart… and I never really got it back.
“I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love you with you.”
You know what love is? Love is for losers who are too afraid to be alone.
If the full moon loves you, why worry about the stars?
Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.
He looked at her in a way he had never looked at her before. He looked at her in a way he had never looked at anyone before. He saw her, truly saw her, saw her for everything she was and is and would someday be. He realized then that he loved her; he loved her like the world was beginning and ending all at once. But he could never have her. It was too late, all too late. In a brilliant and agonizing second his heart filled with the most inexplicable joy and then burst into a thousand pieces, filling his chest with the piercing shrapnel of a broken heart.
Don’t go. I’ll eat you up, I love you so.
Love is like a fart. If you have to force it, it’s probably shit.
I think we’re just gonna have to be secretly in love with each other and leave it at that.
Under love’s heavy burden do I sink.
The greatest weakness of most humans is their hesitancy to tell others how they love them while they’re alive.
I’m the tide; we both know I can’t stay.
Well, that’s love, isn’t it? A load of old wank.
If fear didn’t exist, I would run up to you and kiss you and tell you that I love you.
I’m not ready for you to walk out of my life.