What are good love quotes?

what are some good love quotes. it can be anything.. as long as its dealing with relationships and stuff. [heart broken, cheating, getting dumped, dumping someone, or about a really great guy that youre happy to be with]

I collect quotes and so I have hundreds, but here are a few I really love...

“Being friends with someone you would rather be in love with is like being invited behind the barn to look at the stars and only looking at the stars.”

“When you're away, I'm restless, lonely,
Wretched, bored, dejected; only
Here's the rub, my darling dear,
I feel the same when you are here.”

“To love someone is to see a miracle invisible to others.”
- Francois Mauriac

“Do you want me to tell you something really subverse?
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 everything, you risk even more.

“I ran up the door, closed the stairs, said my pajamas, and put on my prayers. Turned off the bed and hopped into the light, all because you kissed me good night”

no I dont want anything fancy like that. just something like love.. what a beautiful dream or never regret something that once made you smile

- he picked me up + droped me + I must have hit my head at the bottom because im still in love with him/you

-
I'll give чσu α кiss fσя,
　eveячтiмe чσu mαкe мe sмile;
　　　　--I'll give α тнσυsαиd,,
　　　if чσυ sтαч α little wнile.#

-
hes my drug that im addiacted to

how about
success is nothing without the person you love

Love 20 cents the First Quarter Mile

All right. I may have lied to you and about you, and made a
few pronouncements a bit too sweeping, perhaps, and
possibly forgotten to tag the bases here or there,
And damned your extravagance, and maligned your tastes,
and libeled your relatives, and slandered a few of your
friends, O. K. ,
Nevertheless, come back.

Come home. I will agree to forget the statements that you
issued so copiously to the neighbors and the press,
And you will forget that figment of your imagination, the
blonde from Detroit;
I will agree that your lady friend who lives above us is not
crazy, bats, nutty as they come, but on the contrary rather
bright,
And you will concede that poor old Steinberg is neither a
drunk, nor a swindler, but simply a guy, on the eccentric
side, trying to get along.
(Are you listening, you b***h, and have you got this straight?)

Because I forgive you, yes, for everything. I forgive you for
being beautiful and generous and wise,
I forgive you, to put it simply, for being alive, and pardon
you, in short, for being you.

Because tonight you are in my hair and eyes,
And every street light that our taxi passes shows me you
again, still you,
And because tonight all other nights are black, all other hours
are cold and far away, and now, this minute, the stars are
very near and bright.

Come back. We will have a celebration to end all celebrations.
We will invite the undertaker who lives beneath us, and a
couple of boys from the office, and some other friends.
And Steinberg, who is off the wagon, and that
insane woman who lives upstairs, and a few reporters, if
anything should break.