J. Courtney Sullivan Quotes

Everybody knows that love goes away.

Be like you thought our love would last too long, if it were chain'd together

He loved me. He loved me, but he doesn't love me anymore, and it's not the end of the world.

When love ends, the beloved is no longer standing on a pedestal, but in a hole.

Need we say it was not love, Now that love is perished?

It is impossible to love a second time what we have really ceased to love.

I've given up on you...Love fades. Mine has.

Like a force of nature love can fade with the stars at dawn...

I know a love may be revived which absence, inconstancy, or even infidelity has extinguished, but there is no returning from a dTgovt given by satiety.

Now warm in love, now with'ring in my bloom Lost in a convent's solitary gloom!

Love endeth like the chianti flask, its drops are bitter.

There's nothing deader than a dead love.

I never went to Albuquerque expecting to find love. I thought it had found me there, followed me home. I never came home expecting to lose love in the space of one brief telephone call. Is it always so short-lived?

Jude remembered this pain. Every woman had felt some version of it: the end of first love. It was when you learned, for good and always, that love could be impermanent.

I loved her for so long. Our past trails behind us like a comet's tail, the future stretched out before us like the universe. Things happen. People get lost and love breaks.

I think I can live without you, but it won't be any kind of life.

After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished; Need we say it was not love, just because it perished?

I was so sentimental about you I'd break any one's heart for you. My, I was a damned fool. I broke my own heart, too. It's broken and gone. Everything I believe in and everything I cared about I left for you because you were so wonderful and you loved me so much that love was all that mattered. Love was the greatest thing, wasn't it?

That you are not already golden word in our streets Already memories Your love fades Already Whether you are no longer to have perished.

Pale sunlight, pale the wall. Love moves away. The light changes I need more grace than I thought.

A broken heart is a monument to a love that will never die; fulfillment is a monument to a love that is already on its deathbed.

Summer romances cometo an end. That was part of the deal. They are built like certain plants or insects, not able to survive more than one season. I thought we would be different. We were, I guess, but not in the way I thought. I truly believed that we would never let each other go. The young are so dumb.

Time cast a spell on you but you won't forget me, I know I could have loved you, but you would not let me. I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you, you'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you

Love is like a dying ember, only memories remain.