Jenna Jameson Quotes

I fell in love, not deep, but I fell several times and then fell out.

Oh, boy. I'm still in touch with about 90 percent of my exes. They would describe me as being unlucky in love.

Love is very fleeting with me. I don't know why.

You can never control who you fall in love with, even when you're in the most sad, confused time of your life. You don't fall in love with people because they're fun. It just happens.

When you discover first love as a teenager, your whole life revolves around it and you open yourself up to it.

I'd been in love before - I was always in love.

It's fun to be hopelessly in love. It's dangerous, but it's fun.

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.

There is that awful moment when you realize that you're falling in love. That should be the most joyful moment, and actually it's not. It's always a moment that's full of fear because you know, as night follows day, the joy is going to rapidly be followed by some pain or other. All the angst of a relationship.

I never fall in love.

I was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty... you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are.

It is as well perhaps that this is not the first time I have been swept off my feet. In the days of my blessed youth there were such occasions; in what young person's life do they not occur?

Falling in love is a chemical reaction. But it wears off in a year.

I definitely went through a period when I was a teenager when every girl was 'The One' and every break-up was the 'Worst Thing That Had Ever Happened.'

There are people you are madly in love with and thought you could never live without, and suddenly you break up and think, 'What was I thinking?'.

The more one loves a mistress, the more one is ready to hate her.

No relationship. I'm not looking for one, either. I've tried it, but it's harder than it seems.

First love is such a big thing growing up.

Falling in love is terrible. It makes you act foolish, like an idiot.

When we were writing songs for the Eagles, Don Henley would be involved in some new love relationship, and he was always excited about them. But we were all waiting for the day that they would break up.

We scornfully decline, because of one whom we love and who will some day be of so little account, to see another who is of no account to-day, with whom we shall be in love to-morrow, with whom we might, perhaps, had we consented to see her now, have fallen in love a little earlier and who would thus have put a term to our present sufferings, bringing others, it is true, in their place.

His crush went from exciting to depressing, as if he'd gone from the first blush of infatuation to the terminal nostalgia of a former lover without even the temporary relief of an actual relationship in between.

Can I convince the person about whom I'm crazy to be crazy about me? The short answer is no. The long answer is no.

Falling in love with Renee was not the kind of thing you walk away from in one piece. I had no chance. She put a hitch in my git-a-long.

I've got a heart like a college prom. Each one I dance with seems the best of all.