Douglas William Jerrold Quotes

In love, writing is dangerous, not to mention pointless.

Perhaps she was just looking for love in the wrong places. In all the safe places. What if love was not safe at all?

Maybe hope isn't the most dangerous thing a person can have. Maybe love is.

The practice of love offers no place of safety. We risk loss, hurt, pain. We risk being acted upon by forces outside our control.

Falling in love with someone is the surest highway to hurt that I know. When the door to love opens, the window to control closes.

It took me a long time to be as brave in my personal life as I was in my professional life to be brave in love means opening yourself up to the possibility of heartbreak.

…there was no more safety to be found in love than there was to be found in a virus.

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung.

Sometimes being fooled by love is worth the price. At least you know you're alive and capable of feeling, even if all you end up with is chest pain.

There's a danger in loving somebody too much, and it's sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust.

What’s that about? Love must be more about power than we think, if even in its most intimate moment of expression we think about not being the one who risks the most.

I write because it is dangerous, a bloody risk, like love, to form the words, to say the words, to touch the source, to be touched, to reveal how vulnerable we are, how transient.

Love without risk is an impossibility, like war without death.

I'm attracted to heartbreakers.

Between lovers a little confession is a dangerous thing.

One can not love without opening oneself, and opening oneself, that's taking the risk of suffering. One does not have control.

When your arms are out wide, you'll capture love and joy and golden moments but other things, too. Mistrust will sneak in on a wave of that joy, and complications will ride the backs of the golden moments, and there will be both love and the risks of love. That's the way it is. That's the design.

Love is a dangerous commodity - fraught with peril.

I've always thrown myself into love in a rather carefree way, and the net result is that you do get hurt. But I wouldn't take away any of the experiences of my life.

Babies were dangerous . . . they made you fall in love before you knew what was happening.

But it's always taking a risk, when you ... kiss someone new.

Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal.

...available people are the ones who are dangerous, because they confront us with the possibility of real intimacy.

Love is so painful, how could you ever wish it on anybody? And love is so essential, how could you ever stand in its way?

For of course one is never safe when in love. Growth is demanding and may seem dangerous, for there is loss as well as gain in growth. But why go on living if one has ceased to grow? And what more demanding atmosphere for growth than love in any form, than any relationship which can call out and requires of us our most secret and deepest selves?