Halsey

I can’t help this awful energy. God damn right, you should be scared of me.

I don’t wanna wake it up, the devil in me.

I know you’re dying to meet me, but I can just tell you this. Baby, as soon as you meet me, you’ll wish that you never did.

I’m bad at love, but you can’t blame me for tryin’.

I’m not something to butter up and taste when you get bored.

I miss the thought of a forever, you and me. But all you’re missing is my body.

Men make love more intensely at 20, but make love better, however, at 30.

For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.

Am I in love with you? Or am I in love with the feeling?

Tonight, once more, life sinks its teeth into my heart.

I have never had trouble to love others, but loving myself was difficult. For years I didn’t like myself, so how could I love myself. It has taken time, and still there is a way to go, but I can say, not only do I like myself, but also care about myself enough to start loving myself too.

Better to put your heart on the line, risk everything, and walk away with nothing than play it safe. Love is a lot of things, but ‘safe’ isn’t one of them.

Love is what we’re born with. Fear is what we learned here.

Love is the wisdom of the fool and the folly of the wise.

I live in the realm of romantic possibility.

Love is only one fine star away.

I was a poem, she was a melody, songs emerged between us.

My love rumbles like the sternum of a lion. Be mindful of the beast you stir up.

Love is not something we give or get; it is something that we nurture and grow, a connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them-we can only love others as much as we love ourselves.

It’s hard to love a woman and do anything.

“Any love makes us vulnerable. Whatever we love will give the gift of pain somewhere along the road. But who would live sealed in spiritual cellophane just to keep from ever being hurt? There are a few people like that. I’m sorry for them. I think they are as good as dead.” – Gladys Bagg Taber