Love Death Quotes

Curiosity kills itself; and love is only curiosity, as is proved by its end.

You cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour.

They love too much that die for love.

"Death by love is fairer by far than death by illness", said Amenhotep III.

Bid me despair, and I'll despair,Under that cypress tree;Or bid me die, and I will dareE'en Death, to die for thee.

No more let life divide what death can join together.

If I die before my cat, I want a little of my ashes put in his food so I can live inside him.

Parting is worse than death; it is death of love!

So love the thought of death, love it.

People kill for love. They die for love.

In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.

Do you believe in life after love?

Eternal love is a myth, but we make our myths, and we love them to death.

No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.

Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won’t be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because—like all real love stories—it will die with us, as it should.

Love does not last forever, then?" "He asked me the same thing this morning," she said. "No, it does not - not love that has been betrayed. One realizes that one has loved a mirage, someone who never really existed. Not that love dies immediately or soon, even then. But it does die and cannot be revived.

I am slowly, painfully discovering that my refuge is not found in my mother, my grandmother, of even the birds of Bear River. My refuge exists in my capacity to love. If I can learn to love death then I can begin to find refuge in change.

Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.

Many men kill themselves for love, but many more women die of it

Death, the final, triumphant lover.

For love is immortality.

Tea Cake, the son of the Evening Sun, had to die for loving her.

I want to die on your chest but not yet she wrote sometime in the 13th century of our love

Let's grow old and die together. Let's do it now.