Stevie Nicks Quotes

Friendship, like love, is destroyed by long absence, though it may be increased by short intermissions.

Separated lovers cheat absence by a thousand fancies which have their own reality. They are prevented from seeing one another and they cannot write; nevertheless they find countless mysterious ways of corresponding, by sending each other the song of birds, the scent of flowers, the laughter of children.

Love is more than a candle, love can ignite the stars.

Love is . . .” An old memory with Adrian came back to me, and some of the turbulent emotion I always carried within me these days welled up in my chest. It was stupid, feeling so lovesick when he’d been gone less than a day, but I couldn’t get him or the ways he described love out of my head. “. . . a flame in the dark. A breath of warmth on a winter’s night. A star that guides you home.

The emotion, the ecstasy of love, we all want, but God spare us the responsibility.

Austin is such a free and creative place, but I can't enjoy it as much because everyone I love is back in L.A.

And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you.

The longest absence is less perilous to love than the terrible trials of incessant proximity.

How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart.

My biggest love is still planets and stars. If I hadn't become an artist, I'd be an astronomer because I still love it so much.

The game isn't the same when we're apart.

The best thing in the world is to put two characters who hate each other side by side. Or put two people who love each other far away, so they have to reach for each other with their looks.

Summer is the worst time of all to be alone. The earth is warm and lovely, free to go about in; and always somewhere in the distance there is a place where two people might be happy if only they were together. It is in the spring that one dreams of such places; one thinks of the summer which is coming, and the heart dreams of its friend.

Your absence has not taught me how to be alone, it merely has shown that when together we cast a single shadow on the wall

Cammie: I never knew there were this many stars. Zach: I can't see them. I just see you.

Love is so much more deadly than I had thought, love is so much inherent as the very lack, and we are guaranteed by a need to be renewed continuously. Love is now, is forever. There is just the blow of grace - call it passion.

This is not a love story, but love is in it. That is, love is just outside it, looking for a way to break in.

Love cannot in its very nature be peaceful or content. It is a restlessness, an unsatisfaction. I can grant a lasting love just as I can grant a lasting unsatisfaction; but the lasting love cannot be coupled with possession, for love is pain and desire and possession is easement and fulfilment.

Love's lengthways splits the heart in two - the heart where you are, the heart where you want to be.

Absence does not so much make the heart grow fonder as give the heart time to integrate what it has not previously absorbed, time to make sense of what happened too quickly to have any meaning in the instant. This is always true. If it is in absence that people forget each other, it is also in the quiet pause of absence that, minds running in symmetry, people come to know each other; there is sometimes as much intimacy in the span of continents as in the shared hours before dawn.

Love is the most melodious of all harmonies.

Late at night when all the world is sleeping I stay up and think of you and I wish on a star that somewhere you are thinking of me too...Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight 'Til tomorrow I'll be holding you tight! And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be than here in my room, dreaming about you and me.

Lover," she whispers, and closes her eyes. It falls upon her. Love is like dying.