Sayingszone

You talk too much, you laugh too loud, that’s the price of love.

Anyone can catch your eye,but it takes someone special to catch your heart.

When you love someone all your saved-up wishes start coming out.

Sometimes it’s a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence.

You know it’s love when the tiny details about another person, ones that are insignificant to most people, seem fascinating and incredible to you.

Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.

Love is a game that two can play and both win.

I’m so in love, every time I look at you my soul gets dizzy.

Love is missing someone whenever you’re apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you’re close in heart.

Teenage boys, goaded by their surging hormones run in packs like the primal horde. They have only a brief season of exhilarating liberty between control by their mothers and control by their wives.

Love, I find, is like singing. Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves, though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much.

Love is when u cant pay attention in class
cause your forever writing your first name with his last.

If something happens you cannot control, then life isn’t going to wait for you to catch up; you just have to keep on moving with life. If it’s a boyfriend problem, then think, I’m worth way more then all this. I’m going to make it and life goes on.

Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never… never forget it.

You know when you have found your prince because you not only have a smile on your face but in your heart as well.

You can take no credit for beauty at sixteen. But if you are beautiful at sixty, it will be your soul’s own doing.

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity: no really self-respecting woman would take advantage of it.

Many a young lady does not realize just
how strong her love for a young man is until
he fails to pass the approval test with her parents.

Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.

The love game is never called off on account of darkness.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

Love puts the fun in together.The sad in apart and the joy in a heart.

Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.

Love is like pi — natural, irrational, and very important.

Love makes everything that is heavy light.