Halsey

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

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

You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece.

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 fading away, you know I used to be on fire.

Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy get the best of me.

The perfect love affair is one which is conducted entirely by post.

I’m fine with the ups and downs in our story as long as the theme is love.

Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it’s cracked up to be. That’s why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don’t risk anything, you risk even more.

“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

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.

Love is louder than the pressure to be perfect.

Man will do many things to get himself loved, he will do all things to get himself envied.

I live in the realm of romantic possibility.

I knew from that first moment we met. It was not love at first sight exactly, but – familiarity. Like oh, hello, it’s you. It’s going to be you. Game over.

When we know love matters more than anything, and we know that nothing else REALLY matters, we move into the state of surrender. Surrender does not diminish our power, it enhances it.

You demonstrate love by giving it unconditionally to yourself. And as you do, you attract others into your life who are able to love you without conditions.

Sometimes I feel like a kid wanting nothing more than to squeeze you tight and call you mine.

Only snails know there is no rush when you learn to carry home with you.

Love creates an ‘us’ without destroying a ‘me’.

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