Sue Monk Kidd Quotes

All love is unrequited. All of it.

God only knows how much I'd love you if you let me, but I can't break through at all.

It's probably the worst feeling in the world, when you're deeply and madly in love with a woman and you know she's not feeling you the same way, and you don't know why.

We were both in love with him. I fell out of love with him, but he didn't.

There's no possible way you can get what you want.

Naturally, love's the most distant possibility.

Unrequited love's a bore.

Do you know what it's like to like someone so much you can't stand it and know that they'll never feel the same way

I dropped my phone on the floor and let the pain assail me. I'd given my heart away to someone who didn't want it. Even knowing that, I didn't regret it. I just wanted him to want me. I just wanted him to love me too.

I am hated for loving. I am haunted for wanting.

What you want is one thing, and what you cannot really obtain is another.

We love what we can't have, and we can't have what we love.

You can want and want and want, but if he doesn't want you back ... you might as well wish the sky were red.

I had been rejected, but I was still in love.

It is destroying me that I cannot ask you to dance.

I want to tell you that I love you I want to tell you that I love you I want to tell you that I love I love I love I love but you do not.

The essence of romantic love is that wonderful beginning, after which sadness and impossibility may become the rule.

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

I'm like, over love. Crush, smush. I can't. I'm giving up on love at this point. I'm hoping for a crush. Actually, no. I don't want a crush. I want someone to crush on me.

I'm sad and blue, about nobody but you. I told you that I loved you right from the start, you told me the same and now you try to break my little heart.

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.

I wanted him to love me, and I'm quite sure that he didn't.

Some things are impossible.

Love and despair go hand in hand.

Love without sex is still the most efficient form of hell known to man.