Quotes on Loving Someone

Death ends a life, not a relationship.

One makes mistakes; that is life. But it is never a mistake to have loved.

My lover asks me: “What is the difference between me and the sky?” The difference, my love, Is that when you laugh, I forget about the sky

And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses.

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.

Our culture has accepted two huge lies. The first is that if you disagree with someone’s lifestyle, you must fear or hate them. The second is that to love someone means you agree with everything they believe or do. Both are nonsense. You don’t have to compromise convictions to be compassionate.

And Father said, "Christopher, do you understand that I love you?" And I said "Yes," because loving someone is helping them when they get into trouble, and looking after them, and telling them the truth, and Father looks after me when I get into trouble, like coming to the police station, and he looks after me by cooking meals for me, and he always tells me the truth, which means that he loves me.

Selfishness is weakness. But loving and caring for others is a position of power beyond anything we can possibly imagine.

Love feels no burden, regards not labors, strives toward more than it attains, argues not of impossibility, since it believes that it may and can do all things.

I wanted to hear what she was saying. I wanted to smell that burnt midnight again, I wanted to feel that wind. It was a secret wanting, like a song I couldn't stop humming, or loving someone I could never have. No matter where I went, my compass pointed west. I would always know what time it was in California.

Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it and it darts away.

She might be a great person, but life's so much bigger than just loving someone.

I surrendered my youth to the people I feared when I could have been out there loving someone. Don't make that mistake yourself. Life's too damn short.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.

That idea is strange to me. People keep on loving? People keep on loving even if you are not there in their face everyday to remind them? People keep on loving even if they no longer see you at all? People keep on loving even if they are loving someone else? Impossible: to believe you can be loved in absence when you don't even know how it feels to be loved when you are there.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

I don’t know a perfect person. I only know flawed people who are still worth loving.

Do you love me because I'm beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me?

So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.