... but it's your existence I love you for, mainly. Existence seems to me now the most remarkable thing that could ever… — Marilynne Robinson Copy Share Image
Self-love is not opposed to the love of other people. You cannot really love yourself and do yourself a favor without doing… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love. You… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
To parents who find a child's disclosure about sexual or gender identity challenging, I always urge what I'd call "moderated" honesty. If… — Steven Petrow Copy Share Image
God loves you unconditionally, as you are and not as you should be, because nobody is as they should be. — Brennan Manning Copy Share Image
I'm writing mostly to thank you for living you eighty years and to tell you I love you and think of you… — Naomi Shihab Nye Copy Share Image
If you’re really in love, you don’t care about all the other girls that are standing in line for you. — Bill Kaulitz Copy Share Image
Akkarin: I watched the first woman I loved die. I dont think I can survive losing the second. Sonea: I love you… — Trudi Canavan Copy Share Image
She nods. You're good for the ones you love. You want to be good for the ones you love, because you know… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
I want to go on being a student," I told him. "I want to be a teacher. I'm just a reader," I… — John Irving Copy Share Image
"Come at once," she had written to him. "Help me. Save me. I need you now as I have never needed you… — George R. R. Martin Copy Share Image
They say if you fall, someone who loves you will lend a hand for you, I have 8 pairs of hands always… — Jessica Jung Copy Share Image
The third discipline is community. Whom do you choose as your companions? Whom do you choose to be friends with, to live… — Henri Nouwen Copy Share Image
Blaire, This was my grandmother’s. My father’s mother. She came to visit me before she passed away. I have fond memories of… — Abbi Glines Copy Share Image
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
But I guess you would look beatific, too, if the man you had been in love with since the fifth grade had… — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
I love you,” I said, causing his face to contort in pain. “I’m not a man so I do not have a… — Abbi Glines Copy Share Image
