Quotes About Emotion

I like you so much I don't know what to do with it. My heart beats so fast when I know I'm going to see you again.

I love you to the moon and bed.

You want to know what love is? Its the thing that ruins you.

...because loving you is a crime. Which I love to commit each time, every day, whenever I see you, because that's how I love you.

You love the word love but you don't really love and you don't want to love because love, which is really sacrifice, would prevent you from doing what you want to do.

To love and be loved is a wonderful feeling.

I just want you to know that I love you with everything I am—a million times a million and to the moon and back.

My feelings for Drew couldn't just disappear. They were ingrained within every fiber of my being, and I needed them just the same as I needed air to breathe.

Love need not speak volumes. It need not demand proof. It never has a happy ending - simply because it doesn't end as long as love is pure and true".

True love is a word found by a madman to make the people who believe in it go mad.

She wasn't entirely sure how she felt, All she knew was that he entered her world And she felt more alive than she had before, secretly wishing he was feeling the same.

I understand you. I know you love me. I wish you were there.

he captured my heart so profoundly, I couldn't even write the words to say.

It was impossible not to fall in love with him.

To know true love, even though it was impossible to keep, had finally cracked her heart open enough to let someone else in.

A false love, begins with the eye and soon spills from the eye in pain. Where a true love, begins with the eye, and settles in the heart.

May the way I look at you, the way I speak with you, and the way I treat you reflect the truth that... I have loved you since forever.

If it's me who loves you, you'll know, as I will tell it you in my own words.

You are at once both the quite and the confusion of my heart.

I loved him the way some people are to be loved - from a distance.

Love is a strange feeling! And you cannot understand what happens to you when it does happen to you.

Love is the only tyrant whose reign is sweet.

Love hurts. Love is fragile. Love comes like a breath of magic, then departs leaving us feeling empty, alone, a paper cup blowing on the wind.

Sometimes love is pastel. Sometimes love is black. And sometimes love is fiery red and you feel as if you are going to burn in the flames.