I love that you are my person and I am yours, that whatever door we come to, we will open it together.

Why can’t you just magically pop into my room with me and just cuddle for the rest of the night and kiss my head when I start to fall asleep?

When love is not madness it is not love.

Love doesn’t make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.

Why is it better to love than to be loved? It is surer.

Teachers open the doors, but you must enter by yourself.

I love you the way a drowning man loves air. And it would destroy me to have you just a little.

It’s impossible, said pride. “It’s risky,” said experience. “It’s pointless,” said reason. “Give it a try,” whispered the heart.