Junot Diaz Quotes

The love I have for my ex-girlfriends will always be there, so I think that's true love.

The tragedy is not that love doesn't last. The tragedy is the love that lasts.

Loved. You can't use it in the past tense. Death does not stop that love at all.

I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you, I couldn't.

You know how is it when you love someone? And the hard part, the bad part, the Jerry Springer Show part is that you never stop loving someone. There's always a piece of them in your heart.

Though lovers be lost love shall not.

The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time.

The heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close.

I think once you love somebody, you love somebody; that's just how it is.

Love becomes logically true when lost but still sought from the same source.

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.

Your love is your love. It doesn't matter whether you're 18 or 68; there can still be someone that makes you feel that way.

It sounds depressing, but I think when you truly love someone, you'll never stop loving them.

He who has loved often ... has loved never.

I don't believe you ever stop loving anyone you ever really loved. You have them there like money in the bank just because you loved them and held them in your arms or dreamed you did. You can forget a lot of things in life, but not that honey to end all honeys.

God, I loved him. I could insist I was okay with just being friends, that I'd find someone else and get over him, but I was fooling myself. There was no getting past this. I loved him, and fifty years from now we could be married to other people, never exchanged so much as a kiss, and I'd still looking into his eyes and know he was the one. He'd always be the one.

True love stories never have endings.

Love wishes to perpetuate itself. Love wishes for immortality.

He is not a lover who does not love forever.

Love, in the eyes of the world, is either a carnal appetite or a vague fancy, which possession extinguishes or absence destroys. That is why it is commonly said, with a strange abuse of words, that passion does not endure.

It may be an old cliche, but I think true love will last; it has no end. But finding the right person is a very difficult thing.

Great loves too must be endured.

Once you love something, you can never stop loving it. Even after a divorce, the heart will not stop loving.

You have no idea how hard it is to live out a great romance.

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.