Abbi Glines Quotes

When you love someone so much that you are in pain when you are apart it ends up being destructive. I never want to be in that place again.

You learned that it was easy frighteningly easy to get lost in someone else's life accommodating him and stop being yourself. You learned to be wary about falling in love. And you learned that someone who loved you could stop loving you for some dark reason and even though that was bruising you were more resilient than you knew. Eventually you would get over it more or less.

The wounds of love can only be healed by the one who made them.

When I was 23, I moved to Australia to be with this 43-year-old con artist I fell in love with.

To love someone is to isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace of him, dispossess him of his shadow, drag him into a murderous future. It is to circle around the other like a dead star and absorb him into a black light.

There is always that one person in our lives who we deeply love, and that person can also destroy us.

I've cried a lot because of women. I cry a lot, as a person.

The best love stories on film are rooted in the point of view of the more woundable, vulnerable party, the more amorous party.

I could really make a song of hurt, because I've been hurt by a lot of men. I'm talking about, like, how sad I be when a dude curves me. And I never talk about that because I refuse to let people know that I get sad because when a man don't answer my calls.

Because I'm a good girl, I tend to fall for the bad boy persona, and it ends up biting me in the butt. They end up not knowing how to treat me, and I end up completely devastated.

I don't want to be in love.

How does this happen? To fall in love and be disassembled.

Roxane: His face is like yours, burning with spirit and imagination. He is proud and noble and young and fearless and beautiful- Cyrano:(losing all his colour.) Beautiful! Roxane: Yes. What's wrong? Cyrano: With me? Nothing. It's only... only... (Displaying his bandaged hand, with a little smile.) This fatal wound.

You forget: I have an addictive personality. I'm addicted to you. Somehow I think you could do all sorts of bad things to me, and I'd still come back to you. Just keep things honest, okay? Tell me what you're feeling. If you're feeling something for Dimitri that's confusing you, tell me. We'll work it out.

Why do we fall in love so easy, even when it's not right?

Every time you see him, you only make yourself vulnerable to further heartache. Do you really need further proof that he's getting on with his life without you?

Only love can break your heart.

I let down my guard and my heart was as good as gone.

Clayton," she said softly, her voice threaded with tears, "when Vanessa asked about my accomplishments tonight, I forgot to mention that I do have one. And it's--it's so splendid that it compensates for my lack of all the others." Stephen and Clayton grinned at each other, neither of them hearing the emotion that clogged her voice. "What splendid accomplishments is that, little one?" Clayton asked. Her shoulders hunched forward and began to shake. "I made you love me," she whispered brokenly. "Somehow, some way, I actually made you love me.

I never knew I had the power to hurt him, only that he possessed the power to hurt me.

Everybody's afraid of love, because love is what hurts the most.

The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart.

Just for the record, she still loves you. She wouldn't bother to torture you if she didn't.

I can admit, now, that I must have loved Lena. Not in an Unnatural way, but my feelings for her must have been a kind of sickness. How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole?

I would have done anything for him. Maybe that was my sickness.