When you really want love, you’ll find it waiting for you.
When you love someone and that person loves you in return you’re uniquely vulnerable. They have a power to hurt you that’s like nothing else.
When you find someone who’s gonna make room for you on the door when the ship goes down, that’s a rose you cultivate.
When we lose someone we love we’d give anything to have them back, even just for a moment.[to Matthew]
When I look in your eyes, I see my home. I see eternity. And no matter what may come our way… I promise that I’ll always choose you.[to Randall]
What you get back when you love someone far outweighs the risk.
What is love but a kind of creature waiting to be unbound? A malady. What does it bring any of us but… confusion and bedevilment?
What I find fascinating is how love is considered a gift, a blessing, with no acceptance to the fact that it also binds and chokes and strangles.
What greater source of peace exists than our ability to love our enemy?[to Michael]
We’re all awkward in love.
We will all need to find love one day.
We share one heart and nothing can come between two halves of one heart.
