Love Quotes

Couples are jigsaw puzzles that hang together by touching in just enough points. They're never total fits or misfits.

The perversity of the human spirit is such that when a young lady longs for one specific partner, every other partner counts for nothing.

When a person is uncertain in love, there is nothing easier than for him to put one and one together and to make three out of them.

The love of those we don't love in return settles on the surface and from there quickly evaporates.

She hadn't chosen him over all the others. The truth was that she hadn't even thought about anyone else.

People are such great mysteries. Just when we think we have understood them, a wonderful new aspect shows in them.

In the end, I decide that the mark we've left on each other is the color and shape of love. That the unfinished business between us. Because love, love is never finished. It circles and circles, the memories out of order and not always complete.

For aught that I could ever read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never did run smooth.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments: love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove :
O, no! it is an ever fixed mark.

Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.

O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, that he hath turn'd a heaven unto hell!

O, how this spring of love resembleth the uncertain glory of an April day!

Some cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Love is blind, and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit.

If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark.

If love be blind, it best agrees with night.

What power is it which mounts my love so high, that makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye?

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;

Coral is far more red than her lips' red...

I love to hear her speak, yet well I know

That music hath a far more pleasing sound.

Things base and vile, holding no quantity, love can transpose to form and dignity.