Developing our sympathetic compassion is not only possible but the only reason for us to be here on earth.
The only reason that you do visual is solely for the visual. That's the only reason. It doesn't sell your music for you.
When Ginger Rogers danced with Astaire, it was the only time in the movies when you looked at the man, not the woman.
There are only so many notes so there must be only so many melodies.
I don't want to die without telling you that I love you," Everett's voice was a faint, wavering whisper, and his lips swollen and bloodied. "I always have.
Lisa, love is magical,” Rema said. “Scientists give such simplified explanations for it, and they’re wrong, because love isn’t something that happens in your brain. Love happens in your soul.
Soon as you ask someone how they are and they give you a hint of mediocrity or less, say, 'The Universe wants you to know that I love you.
I know you. Inside and out, Sara. I know you, and I’ve accepted it all. Every bit of the crazy. And I love you anyway remember?
Tell her that you love her hair, that you love her skin, her lips, because, in truth, you love them more than you love your own.
To lose balance sometimes for love is part of living a balanced life.
I'd stop the world from spinning for you." That silly line oddly touched me. "I love you." "Liked that one, did you.
[She] knows that it's fear that keeps her love in check. But what if falling in love is a sign not of weakness but of courage? What if it isnt falling or crashing but taking a leap?
Love makes you want to be a better man. But maybe love, real love, also gives you permission to just be the man you are.
In a dazzling vote of confidence for form over substance, our culture fawns over the fleetingness of being “in love” while discounting the importance of loving. (206)
Because love was not the answer to every question. Because real love meant sacrifice. Sometimes love means letting go.
Rocher was on the floor, crawling on her stomach toward Jate's feet. "I love you...," she kept repeating, in a demonic whisper. "I have to show you... my butt.
But it will be harder for you if you remember. Love is always harder. Love means weathering blows for another’s sake and not counting them. Love is loss of self, loss of other, and faith in the death of loss.
The desire to love someone always exceeds the desire to be loved by someone & that's exactly why we end up loving the person who doesn't deserve that LOVE.
He paused for a minute and I could feel him trembling. “I love you,” he whispered against my skin and then his teeth, broke through.
The future for me is already a thing of the past - You were my first love and you will be my last
I’m not leaving you. Right here, right now is the happiest I’ve ever been. I love you. That means I don’t leave. Sorry.
