Edmond de Goncourt Quotes

Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you're gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold.

Two minds with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.

In that moment, Lux felt complete for the first time. He hadn’t even realized anything was missing until he met her, but now, with her curled up in his arms, her hair tickling against his chin, he couldn’t imagine existing without her - Virtue - A Fairy Tale

Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.

It didn't matter what we did or where we did it as long as we were together. We knew we'd found what most people either pursue in years of futile search or dismiss as a fantasy at the outset: the missing half of ourselves. The real thing.

I like missing someone and being missed; I like looking forward to seeing him again. I like getting emails and texts with lots of xxx's.

The beginning of love is a horror of emptiness.

Absences are a good influence in love and keep it bright and delicate.

What is love? two souls and one flesh; friendship? two bodies and one soul.

Without you in my arms, I feel an emptiness in my soul. I find myself searching the crowds for your face - I know it's an impossibility, but I cannot help myself.

For where thou art, there is the world itself, With every several pleasure in the world, And where thou art not, desolation.

Love is not a desire for beauty; it is a yearning for completion.

I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.

Turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you.

When we love anyone with our whole hearts, life begins when we are with that person; it is only in their company that we are really and truly alive.

Love is when he gives you a piece of your soul, that you never knew was missing.

Johnny once described our relationship by saying we were as close as two people could be without being married.

It's not a struggle, but sometimes when you're gone for a month or two, you start to miss your friends. I love acting so much that it fills that gap of being sad about not being able to see my friends.

Love is like nothing else on this earth, but only when it is shared with someone wonderful like you.

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

When you left on Saturday, I felt a horrible void, I saw you everywhere, on the beach, in your room, in the garden: impossible for me to get used to the idea that you had left.

I'm lying in my bed, blanket is warm, this body will never keep me safe from harm. I still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal. Touch my skin to keep me whole. If only you'd come back to me. To feel you at my side, wouldn't need no Mojo Pin to keep me satisfied.

Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.

Harmony is pure love, for love is complete agreement.