Romance Quote by Victoria Vilchez — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“¿Sabes? Solo tienes una vida, y es demasiado corta para que esperes a ser feliz mañana, porque mañana puede que tampoco lo seas, ni pasado mañana... Y pasarás los días anhelando convertirte en otra persona, porque ya ni siquiera recordarás quién eres.”

“—Voy a alargar esto todo lo que pueda, Becca, y cuando hayamos acabado comenzaré de nuevo. Y así hasta que amanezca porque ya será mañana y no tendrás que preguntarme qué va a ocurrir con nosotros. Esta noche serán todos los días y todas las noches a partir de ahora.”

“Solo había una persona en la que pensaba cada noche, justo antes de quedarme dormida, y que me obligaba a olvidar por la mañana al despertar, aunque no hubiera sido consciente de ello hasta ese momento.”

“Hay amores que duran toda una vida y otros que apenas llegan a unos pocos meses, pero ambos pueden ser verdaderos. La realidad es que sentimos lo que sentimos, independientemente del tiempo que hace que conocemos a esa persona -prosigue, y creo que me he perdido-. Existe gente que se quiere hasta el día de su muerte y, sin embargo, no pasa toda la vida junta.”

“Aunque negaré haber dicho esta cursilada, Ari es y será siempre tu mejor momento.”

“I don't function without a heart, he said angrily and then”

“I’ve loved you probably from the first moment that I met you and I will love you until my last breath leaves. I fell in love with you the first time you smiled at me and only”

“Aku mencintainya tanpa diketahui.”

“You ever had a hickey? I want to give you a hickey.”

“No, this, she felt, was real life and if she wasn’t as curious or passionate as she had once been, that was only to be expected. It would be inappropriate, undignified, at thirty-eight, to conduct friendships or love affairs with the ardour and intensity of a twenty-two-year-old. Falling in love like that? Writing poetry, crying at pop songs? Dragging people into photo-booths, taking a whole day to make a compilation tape, asking people if they wanted to share your bed, just for company? If you quoted Bob Dylan or T.S. Eliot or, God forbid, Brecht at someone these days they would smile politely and step quietly backwards, and who would blame them? Ridiculous, at thirty-eight, to expect a song or book or film to change your life. No, everything had evened out and settled down and life was lived against a general background hum of comfort, satisfaction and familiarity. There would be no more of these nerve-jangling highs and lows. The friends they had now would be the friends they had in five, ten, twenty years’ time. They expected to get neither dramatically richer or poorer; they expected to stay healthy for a little while yet. Caught in the middle; middle class, middle-aged; happy in that they were not overly happy.”