(yet another time in my life where I declare how much I give up on love)
I know I love you, because I hate you, and now I’d rather haunt you. –Madonna, “Bye Bye Baby”
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell. –Edna St. Vincent Millay
Falling in love doesn’t kill people. Landing does. –Fang
Love: a grave mental disease. –Plato
When we want to read of the deeds that are done for love, whither do we turn? To the murder column. –George Bernard Shaw
Enough of your mystery and magic—
I am through.
Why is it that we can’t always recognize the moment that love begins, but we always know when it ends? –Steve Martin, in LA Story
You want to know what love is? It’s the thing that ruins you. –ditto
Only three things are infinite: the sky in its stars, the sea in its drops of water, and the heart in its tears. –Gustave Flaubert to Louise Colet
Falling in love has been greatly overrated.
Falling in love consists of 45 percent fear of not being accepted and 45 percent manic hope that this time the fear will be put to shame, and a modest 10 percent frail awareness of the possibility of love.
The relationship went bad for all sorts of reasons, not because you’re a screwup. Take responsibility for your part, and then let it go. You were many wonderful things to many people before you met him—don’t let this one event define who you are. –ditto
We really hate this fragile stage, when you’re like a broken window that’s been taped back together, poised to crash back to the floor as soon as the wind blows. You convince yourself you’re good as new when in fact you’re still a mass of shards. It’s so horribly pathetic and yet so brave at the same time. –ditto
"At least you know you’re still alive—that’s the one great thing about post-breakup anger. You want him to drop dead—well, maybe suffer some agonizing disfigurement first—and you can’t say his name without spitting it and you want to slap every happy couple you see on the street. Not very pretty, but it beats being numb and limp."
–Mary D. Esselman and Elizabeth Ash Vélez, The Hell with Love: Poems to Mend a Broken Heart
Sure, love screws everything up. Most stalkers think they’re in love. Mothers who kill their kids talk about how much they love them. Men who beat up their wives, it’s only because they’re so in love. People slowly suffocate each other with love all the time. Love is a weapon we use to hurt the ones we love. –ditto
Heart, I told you before and twice, and three times, don’t knock at that door. No one will answer. –Spanish folk song
"Forever is a LIE."
"Just another ex-girlfriend"
"Love don't live here anymore"
Ya know, for a hopeless romantic this is really NOT my style or what I believe. But it's dang funny and/or truthful right now.