“Last time I saw you, I said that it hurt too much to love you. But I was wrong about that. The truth is it hurts too much not to love you.”
– P.C. Cast

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It Hurt Too Much To Love You

“I don’t love you anymore”, she whispered. “I don’t love you at all.” His throat closed. “It’s all right, sweetheart. I love you enough for both of us.”
– Susan Elizabeth Phillips

“Love is being honest with yourself at all times being honest with the other person at all times telling, listening, respecting the truth and never pretending Love is the source of reality”
– Susan Polis Schutz

“to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.”
– Cassandra Clare

“His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.”
– James Joyce

“You’re gorgeous, you old hag, and if I could give you just one gift ever for the rest of your life it would be this. Confidence. It would be the gift of confidence. Either that or a scented candle”
– David Nicholls

“Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.”
– Dylan Thomas

“Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep, and when it’s over, you feel like you don’t have any bones left to hold you up.”
– Sarah Ockler

“I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart’s affections and the truth of the Imagination.”
– John Keats

“Would he find her? Without question. Would he save her? Always.”
– Lauren Kate

“I’ve always loved you, and when you love someone, you love the whole person, just as he or she is, and not as you would like them to be.”
– Leo Tolstoy

“I’ve never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart. I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once. The pain is like an axe that chops my heart. ”
– Yann Martel

“Yeah, well,” I say, “I left Abnegation because I wasn’t selfless enough, no matter how hard I tried to be.”
“That’s not entirely true.” He smiles at me. “That girl who let someone throw knives at her to spare a friend, who hit my dad with a belt to protect me-that selfless girl, that’s not you?”…
“You’ve been paying close attention, haven’t you?”
“I like to observe people”
“Maybe you were cut out for Candor, Four, because you’re a terrible liar.”
– Veronica Roth