Love Bites

Jun 2 '11
Love is temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being ‘in love’ which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
— Captian Corelli’s Mandolin

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Jun 2 '11
You never fall in love the same way twice.

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Jun 2 '11
Everything will turn out the way you want, if you stop doubting that I love you.
— The Science of Sleep

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Jun 2 '11
He whispered to her, “The only way I could ever hurt you is by holding your hand too tight.

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Jun 2 '11
You’ll never find the right person, if you never let go of the wrong one.

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Jun 2 '11
The greater your capacity to love, the greater your capacity to feel the pain.

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Jun 2 '11
We picked up little things from each other; random phrases, nicknames, and stupid habits. You have to admit, we changed each other.

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Jun 2 '11
I need a reason to wake up and not care that it’s raining.
— Grey’s Anatomy

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