Love is invisible and comes and goes where it wants, without anyone asking about it.
The truth about love is that you don't always fall in love with whom you are supposed to fall in love with. Love just hits you. It is a transcendent thing. Sometimes it is your best friend's husband and sometimes it's your father. It's weird. But that's a fact of life.
The truth is that love smashes into your life like an ice floe, and even if your heart is built like the Titanic you go down.
You can't strategize falling in love, can you? It's never worked. People love you the most and set you up, and it doesn't work because you can't predict these things. You fall in love serially.
You cannot control what you love--you watch it driving recklessly towards the broken bridge, the torn-up track, the horror of seventy years ahead.
I shall have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love, love, love, above all. Love as there has never been in a play. Unbiddable, ungovernable, like a riot in the heart and nothing to be done, come ruin or rapture.
I've come to believe that part of lovesickness comes from this conflict between control and desire. In love we have no control. Our hearts and minds are tormented, teased, enticed and delighted by the overwhelming strength of emotions that make us try to forget the real world.
The video aside, 'P.D.A' is a song about when you really love somebody, you just can't resist wanting to show that out in public sometimes.
Love is not manageable, it is simply something that happens, and the moment you try to manage it everything misfire.
Love is the only human emotion that cannot be controlled.
Love is rebellious bird that nobody can tame, and it's all in vain to call it if it chooses to refuse.
And you couldn’t control who you loved, even if you wanted to. That had been Genevieve’s problem with Ethan Carter Wate. It had been Uncle Macon’s problem with Lila, Link’s with Ridley. Probably even Ridley’s with Link. Love was how all these knots started to unravel in the first place.
There's no love more intense than the love we have for our kids - and where there is intense love, there is also intense fear lurking beneath the surface.
I feel like we can't pick who we fall in love with because if we could, we would all make better choices. Your heart just falls where it falls.
A heavy burden lifted from my soul, I heard that love was out of my control.
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all.
Love is like fever; it comes and goes without the will having any part of the process.
Some people love so hard that they can't control those emotions when they're at their deepest point.
We always have relationships in our lives with people we've fallen in love with, who come back into our lives, and we fall in love with them again and go, 'I shouldn't be doing this,' but you can't stop it.
She wanted to say 'I love you like a thunderstorm, like a lion, like a helpless rage'.
It's such a thrilling part about being in a relationship at a young age, and all your feelings are apocalyptic, all your emotions are so huge.
Some of our loves and attachments are elemental and beyond our choosing, and for that very reason they come spiced with pain and regret and need and hollowness and a feeling as close to anger as I will ever be able to manage.
