Love doesn’t make the world go round; love is what makes the ride worthwhile. – Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“An archaeologist is the best husband. The older his wife gets, the more interested he is in her.” Agatha Christie
Marriages are made in heaven. But so again, are thunder and lightning.
Sex is simple, love stings afterwards.
If two past lovers can remain friends, they’re either still in love or never were.
Marriage should be a balanced stalemate between equal adversaries.
As much as I despise the matrimonial-industrial-complex – gay people have a right to be burdened by it too!
There is no reciprocity. Men love women. Women love children. Children love hamsters. ~ Alice Thomas Ellis
It’s amazing how someone can break your heart, but you still love them with all the little pieces.
Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.
The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can’t have them.
You never really stop loving someone. You just learn to try to live without them.
They say time heals all, but without you by my side, time stands still.
Trying to forget someone you loved is like trying to remember someone you never knew.
If two past lovers can remain friends, either they never were in love or they still are.
Love is giving someone the power to destroy you…but trusting them not to.
I wish I had the guts to walk away from what we had. But I can’t because I know you won’t come after me, and that’s what hurts the most.
I was finally getting over you and actually believing I didn’t need you. I was finally accepting you had another guy. Then you smiled at me and ruined it all.
After I fell in love with you, I fell in love with my life.
GREAT LOVE: It’s when you shed tears yet you still care; it’s when you’re ignored yet you still long; it’s when she begins to love another yet you still smile and say “I’m happy for you.”
I always knew looking back on the tears would make me laugh, but I never knew looking back on the laughs would make me cry.
I’m trying really hard not to cry over you because every tear is just one more reminder that I don’t know how to let you go.
What do you do when the only one that can make you stop crying, is the person who made you cry?
It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone — but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.
They say loving you is my biggest mistake but how can it be so wrong if it feels so right? If ever I made a mistake, its not that I love you, its thinking that someday you’ll love me too…
In the end, it’s not going to matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away.
Don’t say you love me unless you really mean it, because I might do something crazy like believe it.
Should I smile because we are friends? Or cry because we’ll never be anything more?
Nobody is worth your tears, and the one who is won’t make you cry.
If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it’s yours. If it does not come back, it was never meant to be.
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep… wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you’re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU… The one who turns to his friends and says, “That’s her”….
It’s only after someone is gone do you realize how much you miss them…
To the world you may be but one, but to one you might be the world.
Don’t cry because it is over, smile because it happened!
If you can’t get someone of your mind they are probably supposed to be there.
It’s funny how big of an impact you have on me. It’s like when I see you, you don’t even have to speak…all you can do is smile, and it can make my day, and then that’s how I remember my reasons for loving you.
“My friends are always telling me to move on, to give up. But why? Why should I? They don’t see you the way that I see you. They don’t look into your eyes and see the world. Why would they understand? They can’t possibly imagine what it means to look at your best friend and see all their hopes and dreams come true. I wish for once, just once, they could walk a mile in my shoes. But they wouldn’t need to walk that far, they would just take one step and suddenly, they would take back every bit of ‘getting over you’ advice they had ever given me and realize you’re my life, you were meant for me, and that moving on or giving up is simply not an option.”
A guy out there was meant to be the love of your life, your best friend, your soul mate, the one you can tell your dreams to. He’ll smile at you, but he’ll never laugh at your heart. He’ll brush the hair out of your eyes. Send you flowers when you least expect it. He’ll stare at you during the movies, even though he paid $8 to see it. He’ll call to say goodnight or just cause he is thinking of you. He’ll look in your eyes and tell you, you’re the most beautiful girl in the world, and for the first time in your life, you’ll believe it.
If you truly love someone, then the only thing you want for them is to be happy….even if it’s not with you.
“The Worst Pain In Life Is When Someone U Know Turns Someone U Knew..”
”You Cant Buy Love But You Pay Heavily For It..”
Now, thanks to you… I’m scared to fall in love again. First of all, you broke my heart when I expected you to be the last one to do it. And now I’m left with my heart broken and in pieces and you don’t even bother to notice. It’s sad because all along I thought you knew me better than everyone else….but now I am starting to wonder if you even knew me at all.
“I don’t know you. The only thing I know about you is, you’re reading this. I don’t know whether you’re happy or not. I don’t know whether you’re young or not. I sort of hope you’re young and sad. If you’re old and happy, I can imagine that you’ll maybe smile to yourself when you hear me going, He broke my heart. You’ll remember someone who broke your heart and you’ll think to yourself, Oh, yes, I can remember how that feels. But you can’t, you smug old git. Oh, you might remember feeling sort of pleasantly sad. You might remember listening to music and eating chocolates in your room, or walking along the Embankment on your own, wrapped up in a winter coat and feeling lonely and brave. But can you remember how with every mouthful of food it felt like you were biting into your own stomach? Can you remember the taste of red wine as it came back up and into the toilet bowl? Can you remember dreaming every night that you were still together, that he was talking to you gently and touching you, so that every morning when you woke up you had to go through it all over again? Can you remember carving his initials in your arm with a carving knife? Can you remember standing too close to the Underground platform? No? Well, fucking shut up, then. Stick your smile up your saggy old arse.”
~ Nick Hornby. A Long Way Down. Riverhead Books, NY. 2005. pp 44.
At least now I am at peace with myself. I can accept what has happened, and who I am, and I think I am happy. I believe I am. And if other people can love me, and I can love them, then I sometimes think perhaps one day I might be able to love myself. It’s a strange idea, but it might happen. One day.
~Jenny Maxwell. The Iron Snakes, Warner Books, UK, 2000. pp406