But grief is the ultimate unrequited love. However hard and long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels.
If you love someone and they reject and neglect, you gotta move on, there's no point running in circles for someone when there's no reward.
You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
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.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
Avant-garde means never having to say you're sorry.
For the taxable investor, indexing means never having to say you're sorry.
Vasectomy means never having to say you're sorry.
Being an American means never having to say you're sorry.
If you love someone, you say it, right then, out loud. Otherwise, the moment just passes you by.
Most important thought, if you love someone, tell him or her, for you never know what tomorrow may have in store.
Love is acceptance. When you love someone . . . you take them into your heart, and that is surely why it hurts so much when we lose someone we love, because we lose a part of ourselves.
When we love someone it is because we built that feeling, bit by bit. It's a choice. It's what we make only for ourselves.
There's homophobia in every corner and pocket of this world but at the core you just love someone and want to make mixed tapes for them.
When I talk about unrequited love, most of you probably think about romantic love, but there are many other kinds of love that are not adequately returned, if they are returned at all. An angry adolescent may not love her mother back as her mother loves her; an abusive father doesn't return the innocent open love of his young child. But grief is the ultimate unrequieted love. However hard and however long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels.
A selfish person can still love someone else, can't they? Even when they've hurt them and let them down.
Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.
If you love someone, you are always joined with them--in joy, in absence, in solitude, in strife.
Love is messy. If you really love someone, you can't avoid the pain. People die, people leave, things change, but sometimes it all works
To love someone fiercely, to believe in something with your whole heart, to celebrate a fleeting moment in time, to fully engage in a life that doesn’t come with guarantees – these are risks that involve vulnerability and often pain. But, I’m learning that recognizing and leaning into the discomfort of vulnerability teaches us how to live with joy, gratitude and grace.
One remedy for the fear of not being loved is to remember how good it feels to love someone. If you're feeling unloved and you want to feel better, go love someone, and see what happens.
It's as if when you love someone, they become your reason.
It's very easy to accept and love those who are like us, but to love someone different is very hard
When you really love someone, you must accept their part of mystery. And that’s why you love them.
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