We have hearts within, Warm, live, improvident, indecent hearts. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
I'd rather be alone than to love someone I can't have or to have someone I don't love. — Gail Figel Knight Copy Share Image
I fell in l0ve wit ur pers0nality. .:). .ur l0oks is jus a b0nus. — Freddie Kevin Rynz Copy Share Image
Oh, injurious love, that respites me a life, whose very comfort is still a dying horror — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love never comes when you're ready for it... As soon as you're ready for it, it's too late, and it's gone. ” — Katherine Marple Copy Share Image
Fuck love because everytime I put my heart out there it gets stomped on. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Ooh, ooh, sounds like heavens callin us Ooh, ooh, and girl well thats bout makin love. — Robin Thicke Copy Share Image
“I become familiar with cold hard grounds. On a Friday night, I drink three too many glasses of wine and I call… — Chloe Caldwell Copy Share Image
Parents' tolerance of violence is so different to their tolerance of sexuality. If violence is involved in the sexuality it's somehow perceived… — Ryan Gosling Copy Share Image
“How beautiful would it be if we could just see souls instead of bodies? To see love and compassion instead of curves.” — Karen Quan Copy Share Image
“Marriage is not easy, I thought to myself. It's not supposed to be easy. It's two different people, from two different backgrounds,… — Courtney Giardina Copy Share Image
“Does God know the number of kisses before we fall in love? Yesterday, I was nobody and I believed myself important. Today,… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
Technology has eliminated the basement darkroom and the whole notion of photography as an intense labor of love for obsessives and replaced… — Joe McNally Copy Share Image
Someone who really wants to be with you and be in your life will find a way, a person who doesn't will… — Rashida Rowe Copy Share Image
I love the secrecy of writing fiction. When I write a novel, I don't tell anybody what I'm doing. I'm living in… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image