Love Quotes Quote by Alexandra Adornetto, Halo — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“Sometimes it's better to stop trying to make sense of things. Life isn't clear cut, there are always gray areas.”

“I prayed for all his dreams to come true. I prayed that I would always be able to connect with him--even if I was no longer on earth.”

“To make one person the center of your world is bound to end in disaster. There are too many factors outside your control.”

“I thought you were gone forever, I thought you’d walked away from everything, because I failed, because I destroyed the only thing that ever mattered to me. I waited for you to come, but you didn’t.”

“A man in love can do extraordinary things, I don’t care if you’re an angel, you’re my angel, and I won’t let you go.”

““I’m not a warrior or a goddess,” I said at last.”

““What's this?" he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there.”

““Love is not the absence of logic”

“How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”

“If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden.”

“I recall certain moments, let us call them icebergs in paradise, when after having had my fill of her –after fabulous, insane exertions that left me limp and azure-barred–I would gather her in my arms with, at last, a mute moan of human tenderness (her skin glistening in the neon light coming from the paved court through the slits in the blind, her soot-black lashes matted, her grave gray eyes more vacant than ever–for all the world a little patient still in the confusion of a drug after a major operation)–and the tenderness would deepen to shame and despair, and I would lull and rock my lone light Lolita in my marble arms, and moan in her warm hair, and caress her at random and mutely ask her blessing, and at the peak of this human agonized selfless tenderness (with my soul actually hanging around her naked body and ready to repent), all at once, ironically, horribly, lust would swell again–and 'oh, no,' Lolita would say with a sigh to heaven, and the next moment the tenderness and the azure–all would be shattered.”