Love Quotes by Mary Balogh

“Leave love to take its course.”

— Mary Balogh

Love, I have discovered, does not judge. It just is.

— Mary Balogh

“You will find that wanting, even loving, is not enough.”

— Mary Balogh

Sometimes it just seems that love is not enough, does it?

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“Love does not deck the beloved in chains. It just is.”

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One day you will learn that love does not always betray you.

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“Could a love of that magnitude die? If it was true love, could it ever die? Was there such a thing as…

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And of course the word love has many shades of meaning, as do many, many of the words in our living, breathing…

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“The price of love, she thought, was pain. Was it worth it? Was it better not to love at all?”

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“Except that love - that mysterious, vast, all-encompassing power - could not possibly be contained in a single word.”

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“Life is a precious possession...It is what one makes of it. - Charity Duncan”

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The real meaning of things lies deep down and the real meaning of things is always beautiful because it is simply love.

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“It was what remained to a relationship after the first euphoria of the romance had faded.”

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Perhaps she was just looking for love in the wrong places. In all the safe places. What if love was not safe…

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“When I was nineteen," she said, "I was in love with being in love, I think. And I was given no chance…

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“He loved me," she said, her voice leaden. "It is so easy to take love for granted when one has always had…

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“People, especially some religious people. would have us believe that it is wrong . even a sin, to love oneself. It is…

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“Life was very sad if there were not - and unbearably so if one's experience with romantic love turned one into an…

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“She bit her lower lip hard and blinked her eyes. There was such wistfulness and longing in his voice. Oh, she was…

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“Sometimes love was to be grasped in any form and in any manner it was offered. And sometimes love must be given…

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“You still do not quite understand, do you?" she said softly. "I do not want you to change. I fell head over…

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“I am afraid that it will all be ruined. It is like stepping out into the darkness when one has a world…

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Did everyone make the most ghastly blunders at regularly intervals through their life and live to regret them ever afterward? Was everyone's…

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I know it is something of a cliche to say that love makes all things possible, but I believe it does. It…

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“One longs and longs to be grown up, doesn't one?," she said, "I dreamed of being eighteen and having a Season and…

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“Why had peace given place so soon to turmoil? To two separate solitudes? Because peace had been without thought? Without...integrity? How could…

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“If you want something, my dearest love, the duke had once told her, you will never get it. Want is a timid,…

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Love does not last forever, then?" "He asked me the same thing this morning," she said. "No, it does not - not…

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“Eunice Goddard," he said, all pretense of sleepiness gone from his eyes, "will you marry me? I have no flowery speech prepared…

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I am free, you see," she said, "to love or to withhold love. Love and dependence need no longer be the same…

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“What sort of man could you love for a lifetime?" he asked her. She was silent for a while. He guessed that…

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“And I need you, my love," he said. "I need you so much that I panic when I think that perhaps I…

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“Love is a connection with another person, either through birth or through something else that I cannot even explain. It is often…

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“You have become as necessary to me as the air I breathe,” he said. “Your beauty and your smiles wrap themselves about…

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“Love does not involve emotions, then?" he asked her with a smile. "It is not ruled by them," she told him. "Love…

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“Falling in love was as much about receiving as it was giving, was it? It seemed selfish. It was not, though. It…

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“This boy," he said, indicating the paintings with one sweep of his arms, "was romantic. He thought that it was beauty that…

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“Why have you done all this for me?" She turned her head to look at him. "Tell me the truth." He shook…

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

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“You really love me?" she asked wistfully. "The devil!" he exclaimed, looking over his shoulder. "Did I forget to say it? The…

— Mary Balogh