The human heart knows thing the eyes cant see, and feels the things the mind cant understand.. but if love is just a word, then why does it hurt so much when you find it is not there???

Love is like a pane of glass.. It can take harsh beatings from the weather around it... But if it gets hit in the right place it shatters.. And when you try to pick it up... You end up getting cut.

I know...and I love you. But I don't think we love each other in the same way. And...I think keeping you near me, would destroy me.

The very best and the very worst of life will come from [their] ability to love strangers.

He knew what it was like to love one who did not--or could not--love you back. But he'd had no choice. None of them did.

What do you say when you feel your life is taken right from your chest, even though I miraculously find myself still breathing?