Best Quotes on Love

People die. Love endures.

Love each other or perish

The loving are the daring.

Life minus love equals zero

Love is almost never simple.

Maybe that's what love is. Giving others the power to hurt you and trusting they'll use it to heal you instead.

Every act of love tells a child, 'You matter here.'

We accept the love we think we deserve

Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.

But that's what love is, isn't it? When it hurts you more to see someone suffer than it does to take the pain away?

Of all the bright cruel lies they tell you, the cruelest is the one called love.

I'd love to promise a lifetime to you. I just don't have one to give.

No, Ashok. Love is not a tap. It flows and flows like blood from a wound, and you can die of it.

She hated him and loved him, longed for him and loathed him, and cursed herself for feeling anything at all

My mother's last word to me clanks inside me like an iron bell that someone beats at dinnertime: love, love, love, love, love.

As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard.

After a lifetime of wanting to be loved, she didn't think she could bear it if it finally happened just before she was about to die.

Love each other or perish

She was a monster, but she was my monster.

Children are knives, my mother once said. They don’t mean to, but they cut. And yet we cling to them, don’t we, we clasp them until the blood flows.

I have loved this world in ways it could never love me back.

The people you love become ghosts inside of you, and like this you keep them alive.

When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.

The children who need love the most will always ask for it in the most unloving ways

I loved you before all of this. When there was nothing. When there was only a single atom in the night sky.

Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that

I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

She had studied the universe all her life, but had overlooked its clearest message: For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.

But here's what I've learned in this war in this country in this city: to love the miracle of having been born.

As they walked away, hand in hand, they vowed to be together forever, not knowing that forever always ended.

What else has kept any of us going, but love of someone or the memory of that love?

Tonight he would do anything in the world for her.Tomorrow he would begin to set her free.

First love never dies, but True love can bury them alive.

For what was living with a man if it wasn't living inside his insanity?

We love because we can lose. If there was no threat of separation, no death to shake us to our core, we probably wouldn't love much at all.