All Quotes

I regret…” Tobias tilts his head, and sighs. “I regret my choice.””What Choice?”, and… I felt like maybe I could make something more of my decision.”

You’ve got to have someone who loves your body. Who doesn’t define you, but sees you. Who loves what he sees. Who you don’t have to struggle to be good enough for.

Before I go,” he said, and paused — “I may kiss her?”It was remembered afterwards that when he bent down and touched her face with his lips, he murmured some words. The child, who was nearest to him, told them afterwards, and told her grandchildren when she was a handsome old lady, that she heard him say, “A life you love.

Friendship is selfless love, care, respect, and honor not a profitable opportunity.

We wanted the freedom to love. We wanted the freedom to choose. Now we have to fight for it.

You had to be willing to fight in order for a love story to last a life time.

Stains are even worse when you’re the only one who can see them.

She put one hand on mine. “When someone is in your heart, they’re never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.

The worst thing you can do if you miss or need someone is let them know it.

Just for future reference, don’t use words like “love” anymore. It’s a very sensitive word and it wears out quickly. Romeo barely says it, but John Hinckley filled up a whole journal with it. To put it into your terms, it’s a currency that’s easily devalued. Pretty soon you’re saying it whenever you hang up the phone or whenever you leave. It turns into an apology. Then it’s an excuse. Some assholes want it to be a bulletproof vest: don’t hate me; I love you. But mostly it just means–more. More, more–give me something more. A couple of years from now, when you’re on your own completely, if you really fall in love, if it really comes to that–and I pity you if it does–you have to look right down into the black of her eyes, right down into the emptiness in there and feel everything, absolutely everything she needs and you have to be willing to drown in it, Kevin. You’d have to want to be crushed, buried alive. Because that’s what real love feels like–choking. They used to bury some women in their wedding dresses, you know. I thought it was because all those husbands were too cheap to spring for another gown, but now it makes sense: love is your first foot in the grave. That’s why the second most abused word is “forever”.