Sincerity is almost love.

Emeth came walking forward into the open strip of grass between the bonfire and the Stable. His eyes were shining, his face was solemn,…

— Anonymous

Goodbye, my almost lover. Goodbye, my hopeless dream. I'm trying not to think about you, can't you just let me be? So long, my…

— A Fine Frenzy

When I think of the time that I almost loved you, you showed your ass and I saw the real you.

— Beyonce

“Hasan, the Begger: Believe it or not, they call this purgatory on earth “holy-suffering”. I am a leper stuck in limbo. Neither the dead…

— Elif Shafak

I once loved a girl who almost loved me, but not as much as she loved John Cusack.

— Chuck Klosterman

“Goodbye my almost lover, goodbye my hopeless dream, I'm tryin not to think about you, Can't you just let me be? So long, my…

— A Fine Frenzy

I don't really like politics that much. And I like the order and simplicity of sports. They have an ending. You can argue with…

— Norm MacDonald

“For a quick moment, I saw Grandma as she saw herself: a decent woman whom God, for unfathomable reasons, had chosen to punish. I…

— Wally Lamb

My friends are much more dangerous than my enemies. These latter - with infinite subtlety - spin webs to keep me out of places…

— Lafcadio Hearn

Perhaps there is no position more perilous to a man's honesty thanthat?of knowing himselftobe quiteloved by a girl whom he almost loves himself.

— Anthony Trollope

“I have for you braised and fried chicken feet, served with buffalo sauce, a salad of cauliflower rubble and grated celery, and a blue…

— Amanda Elliot

“It had taken all the heartbreak, all the almost love and the wrong love, to know that this love was true love.”

— Stephanie Garber

I like the order and simplicity of sports. They have an ending. You can argue with your friends about it, but in the end,…

— Norm MacDonald

I recalled when I worked in the woods and the bars of Madras, Oregon. That short-haired joy and roughness America your stupidity. I could…

— Gary Snyder

“It is as if the moon and the trees have switched places. The sky is plunged into the heavy cloud-lidded darkness that seems to…

— Victoria Schwab