Brian Celio Quotes

I have a one-track mind. That's all that I'm interested in - love. And the lack of it. When it stops.

God, I loved him. I could insist I was okay with just being friends, that I'd find someone else and get over him, but I was fooling myself. There was no getting past this. I loved him, and fifty years from now we could be married to other people, never exchanged so much as a kiss, and I'd still looking into his eyes and know he was the one. He'd always be the one.

In love, unlike most other passions, the recollection of what you have had and lost is always better than what you can hope for in the future.

Love is the hardest habit to break, and the most difficult to satisfy.

'Heartbreak Heard Around the World' is about me and my girl, and I'm just going through a broken-heart stage in a relationship, and I'm just kind of expressing my love for her.

No one can actually define love, but you attempt to, and the closest you can get is longing. And that itself has a melancholy to it. You can say dread, or doom - it's that feeling we all feel when we fall in love with someone: we have this horrible, fearful feeling that maybe we will never have that person in our life.

And yet he had loved her. A Bookish girl heedless of her beauty, unconscious of her effect. She'd been prepared to live her life alone but from the moment he'd known her he'd needed her.

She was my dream. She made me who I am, and holding her in my arms was more natural to me than my own heartbeat. I think about her all the time. Even now, when I'm sitting here, I think about her. There could never have been another.

I saw the way she was looking at you, and I knew that she still loved you. More than that, I know she always will. It breaks my heart, but you know what? I'm still in love with her, and to me that means that I want nothing more than for her to be happy in life. I want that more than anything. It's all I've ever wanted for her.

There's no ifs and buts or maybes, you're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my loving.

Seth and I had broken up twice and while I usually accepted that he had moved on, I knew that I would love him forever. For me, forever was a serious matter" - Georgina about

I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you, I couldn't.

I missed him. Love, I realized, was something your spine memorized. There was nothing you could do about that.

Which doesn't mean, of course, that I'd stopped loving her, that I'd forgotten her, or that her image had paled; on the contrary; in the form of a quiet nostalgia she remained constantly within me; I longed for her as one longs for something definitively lost.

Lost love is still love.

Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.

Oh, love is real enough; you will find it someday, but it has one archenemy - and that is life.

Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar, where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell?

The tragedy is not that love doesn't last. The tragedy is the love that lasts.

I think I drift toward sad love songs.

My first love, I'll never forget, and it's such a big part of who I am, and in so many ways, we could never be together, but that doesn't mean that it's not forever. Because it is forever.

The last time I saw him he was walking down lover's lane holding his own hand.

My love for the band is still there. It hasn't changed, maybe that's why it's so painful these days.

I'm in my father's car at age 9 or 10 crying to Leonard Cohen's 'Famous Blue Raincoat,' thinking that you could write nearly a love letter to a man who betrayed you by having an affair with your wife. I was thinking how wonderful and pure music can be for explaining situations.