Love Quotes

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I don't trust love, because it's a bad game that starts with a "Hi" and ends the same way.

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And like in every love story, the days go by, the weeks go by, the months go by, but you never forget your loved one.

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For some reson I ignore the fact that I like you a lot. A lot, nothing unreasonable, I should say enough to make sure that at night, alone, I awake and not being able to fall asleep again, I start dreaming of you.

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The waste of life lies in the love we have not given, the powers we have not used, the selfish prudence that will risk nothing and which, shirking pain, misses happiness as well.

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Love is very similar to torture or a surgical operation. Even if the two lovers are very much in love and culminating in mutual desires, one of the two will always be fuller than the other. This one is the operator, the butcher; the other, subjected, the victim.

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A great need of travelling, laughing and having fun has just exploded in me. The need of living a new world, different from mine. I need to have the capacity of hoping. I need to love. I don't want to find anymore excuses to not love.

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There's a place in the world where the heart beats, where you remain breathless for all the emotions you feel; where time stops and you have no age.
That place is your arms where the heart doesn't grow old, while the mind never stops dreaming.

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We then slept embracing each other for about an hour. It was somehow better than making love.

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Loving a lot or loving a little doesn't mean anything. You can only love or not love.

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Women are like flowers: if you try to open them through strength, the petals remain in your hand and the flower dies. Because only warmth can open them. And love and tenderness together are the sun for a woman. I should've simply loved her. Then it would've been natural. Because a woman, when she feels loved, opens up and gives you her whole world.