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Love Doesn’t Mean Anything

Love Doesn’t Mean Anything

“Love doesn’t mean anything if you’re not willing to make a commitment, and you have to think not only about what you want, but about what he wants. Not just now, but in the future.”
– Nicholas Sparks
Love Doesn’t Mean Anything
“Failed relationships can be described as so much wasted make-up.”
– Marian Keyes

“You will never be able to escape from your heart. So it’s better to listen to what it has to say.”
– Paulo Coelho

“Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.”
– Leo Buscaglia

“Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.”
– John Lennon

“Love consists of not looking each other in the eye, but of looking outwardly in the same direction.”
– Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

“I will follow you to the ends of the world.”
– Khaled Hosseini

“All of sudden, this shooting star went by, and all I could think was that they were listening to us somehow. ”
– Nicholas Sparks

“Only time can heal your broken heart. Just as only time can heal his broken arms and legs.”
– Jim Henson

“If a man hasn’t what’s necessary to make a woman love him, it’s his fault, not hers.”
– W. Somerset Maugham

“Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it’s cracked up to be. That’s why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don’t risk anything, you risk even more.”
– Erica Jong

“There is nothing on earth more beautiful to me than your smile…no sound sweeter than your laughter…no pleasure greater than holding you in my arms. I realized today that I could never live without you, stubborn little hellion that you are. In this life and the next, you’re my only hope of happiness. Tell me, Lillian, dearest love…how can you have reached so far inside my heart?”
– Lisa Kleypas

“He wasn’t the type for displays of affection, either verbal or not. He was disgusted by couples that made out in the hallways between classes, and got annoyed at even the slightest sappy moments in movies. But I knew he cared about me: he just conveyed it more subtly, as concise with expressing this emotion as he was with everything else. It was in the way he’d put his hand on the small of my back, for instance, or how he’d smile at me when I said something that surprised him. Once I might have wanted more, but I’d come around to his way of thinking in the time we’d been together. And we were together, all the time. So he didn’t have to prove how he felt about me. Like so much else, I should just know.”
– Sarah Dessen