Cecily von Ziegesar Quotes

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.

My passion for Sarah had killed simple lust forever. Never again would I be able to enjoy a woman without love.

The fact is, I love him. He's the boy I want and one day he'll be MINE.

All my life I have dreamed of you.

My love runs by like a day in June, And he makes no friends of sorrows. He'll tread his galloping rigadoon In the pathway of the morrows. He'll live his days where the sunbeams start, Nor could storm or wind uproot him. My own dear love, he is all my heart, -- And I wish somebody'd shoot him.

In real life, love has to be possible. Even if it is not returned right away, love can only survive when the hope exists that you will be able to win over the person you desire.

For did my dreams come true when I looked at you. And maybe too, if you would believe, you too might be overjoyed, over loved, over me.

The day that a woman who is passing before you sheds a light upon you as she goes, you are lost, you love. You have then but one thing to do: to think of her so earnestly that she will be compelled to think of you.

I do want love. Genuine love.

Heaven grant us patience with a man in love.

Where love is concerned, too much is not even enough.

The song Venus de Milo, the whole subject of it is Love is a drug.

The more we are filled with thoughts of lust the less we find true romantic love.

You fall in love, and it completely consumes you.

I don't think I've ever been in love, I'm sure I will be some day. I've had enormous crushes, although I've never been into the Brad Pitt thing.

Full-blooded romantic love I wouldn't be able to write about.

There is no shame in my saying that we all want to be loved by someone. As I look back over my life in romance, I don't feel I've ever had that.

They do not love that do not show their love.

I fall in love very easily.

I don't want to date. But I do have dreams about a great love.

Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.

Absence does not make the heart grow fonder, but it sure heats up the blood.

There is no remedy for love but to love more.

It is so difficult in the world for people to find love, true love.