Ellen Hopkins Quotes

Love is a second life; it grows into the soul, warms every vein, and beats in every pulse.

I've got you deep in the heart of me.

More than kisses, letters mingle souls.

'What's the difference between sex and love?' Hmm. That's a good question. Hey, you interviewed Al Pacino. How'd he answer that?'

Something I'd like to be perfect at? ... Loving you,' I said. The words climbed from my mouth. 'I'd want to be perfect at loving you.

Love is the art of hearts, and heart or arts.

You know love is everything you say A whisper, a word Promises you give You feel it in the heartbeat of the day You know this is the way love is

love is a deeper season than reason; my sweet one

In order for romance to deepen, you must touch the heart and mind of your wife before you touch her body.

Whatever 'in love' means.

He who, silent, loves to be with us - he who loves us in our silence - has touched one of the keys that ravish hearts.

So sweet and delicious do I become, when I am in bed with a man who, I sense, loves and enjoys me, that the pleasure I bring excels all delight, so the knot of love, however tight it seemed before, is tied tighter still.

I love you so much I’ll never be able to tell you; I’m frightened to tell you. I can always feel your heart. Dance tunes are always right: I love you body and soul: —and I suppose body means that I want to touch you and be in bed with you, and i suppose soul means that i can hear you and see you and love you in every single, single thing in the whole world asleep or awake

Sex is the joining of two bodies; love is the joining of two souls.

Oh, Elizabeth," he murmured, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on her mouth, "I love you so much. You must believe me." "I believe you," she said softly, "because in your eyes, I see what I feel in my heart.

I see love in black and white. Passion in shades of “gris”. But when it comes to you and I, color is all I see.

Love is why I came here in the first place.

I believe love opens people up.

I don't know that sex always has to have feelings, but I think that friendship always does.

But if it couldn't be love and it didn't feel like lust, what was it? Like? Did he like her? Of course, he did, but that word didn't capture his feelings, either. It was a little too... vague and soft around the edges. People liked ice cream. People liked to watch television. It meant nothing, and it didn't come close to explaining why, for the first time, he felt the urge to tell someone the truth.

It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now I mean affection. Now I mean to be fond of (as one is fond of oneself) --to hope, to be disappointed, to live inside the other heart.

If you want to change from sex towards love, try to understand your sexuality. Watch it, watch the mechanicalness of it. See the futility, see the whole absurdity of it - it is not leading you anywhere. Become a little more refined, become a little more subtle. Look not for the body, but somebody's being. Watch, explore. Sooner or later you will find somebody who fits with you.

There was a difference between loving someone and being in love

Love is the eternal quest: almost everyone wants to love and be loved.

The only thing I'm looking for in life is incredible passion and honest love, no matter what options are on the table. All I really operate on is the way I feel in my heart when it comes to love.