Halsey

I bet you kiss your knuckles right before they touch my cheek.

I’m standing in the ashes of who I used to be.

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

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

Sorry that I can’t believe that anybody ever really starts to fall in love with me.

If you wanna break these walls down, you’re gonna get bruised.

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.

In my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my mind.

And now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it. Already choking on my pride, so there’s no use crying about it.

True love is finding your soulmate in your best friend.

I stopped believing in love at first sight. I think you go through that wonderful love stage, but when it gets hard, you need a little bit more.

Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them.

Love is real, love is pure, you only take what you give and give what you take. At its purest it is real. No pretending.

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

They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it. Death cannot kill, what never dies. Nor can Spirits ever be divided that love and live in the same Divine Principle; the Root and Record of their Friendship. If Absence be not death, neither is theirs. Death is but Crossing the World, as Friends do the Seas; They live in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is Omnipresent. In this Divine Glass, they see Face to Face; and their Converse is Free, as well as Pure. This is the Comfort of Friends, that though they may be said to Die, yet their Friendship and Society are, in the best Sense, ever present, because Immortal.

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.

Love is only one fine star away.

Drownin’ in the sea of love where everyone would love to drown.

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

I always loved you, and if one loves anyone, one loves the whole person, just as they are and not as one would like them to be. -Dolly (Anna Karenina)

Love those you hate you.