Quotes About Emotion

Loneliness Ends With Love

Give me wildflowers instead of your heart, for I'd rather have them wither than the latter.

You are my favourite part of me.

It's indifference that breaks hearts, not love.

Never stop saying, "I love you"!

Falling in love is some kind of madness.

You just gotta love someone with full force, even if it hurts you. Even if you end up regretting it, at least you gave it your all.

Never ask me to reach for the moon when all I want is to hold your hand." -- Fidelis O Mkparu, author of 'Love's Affliction

Love is just a word until you meet someone who gives it meaning.

Forgive me, Bertrand, for having on that day loved in you a beauty in which your self-esteem could take no pride, which could not in any way determine my affection.

Perhaps the only way to love is to bury yourself so deeply in it that you avoid its very suffering.

...love is suffering - that's the happy ending...

I can't do this to you, ' he said, drawing back. Emily put her hand on his and pulled the gun to her temple. 'Then do it for me, ' she said.

She couldn't turn away from the eyes that held her. Eyes as deep, as Dark as the night, yet there was something that sparked with warmth, that kept those eyes from being cold.

the heart is an organ of fire

...some secrets beg to be betrayed. The secret of undeclared love is like that.

What a woman tells her lover in desireshould be written out on air & running water.

But the more I think it, the more I want her, the more my desire rises and swells.

Wellsted will remember this moment for the rest of his life. It is the first time he desires something for himself that is not dedicated to his own advancement. It is the moment he falls in love.

False love, desire, and beauty frail, adieu! Dead is the root whence all these fancies grew.

He once had lips as cold as stone and a heart that equally matched, but I had managed to warm him up and now all I could sense was his need for me.

The desire to touch her, to kiss her would end up with her walking away and him hurting again. So why the hell did he reach up and stroke her cheek with the back of his knuckle?

I think I might have secretly wished for you to exist all my life but never knew how to admit it.

Unspoken words between you and I, Present in the eyes of knowing, Lost in the realm of unforeseen beauty, I am yours.