There is a physical component to falling in love — the butterflies in your stomach, the roller coaster in your soul — then there’s an equal physical component to falling out of love. It feels like your lungs are sieves, so you can’t get enough air. Your insides freeze solid. Your heart becomes a tiny, bitter pearl, a chemical reaction to one irritating grain of truth.
Jodi Picoult, Sing You Home
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At that moment I was sure. That I belonged in my skin. That my organs were mine and my eyes were mine and my ears, which could only hear the silence of this night and my faint breathing, were mine, and I loved them and what they could do.
Dave Eggers
True LOVE
Remember that at any given moment there are a thousand things you can love.
David Levithan, The Realm of Possibility
Love, like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive.
Marguerite from Five People You Meet in Heaven
Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that’s all. You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
Mitch Albom
Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you’re not losing it. You’re just passing it on to someone else.
