- Just because somebody doesn’t love you the way you want them to, doesn’t mean they don’t love you with everything they have.

- Sometimes love is like a lightbulb in an empty room. It has the chance to go out, and when it does, we freeze up. We walk with eyes closed, finding a way out of the darkness, to bring light back once again.But sometimes we don’t want to suffer the pain of bumping into anything, or getting hurt on our way out, so some of us stand still. We decide not to escape it, and our eyes get used to being open but seeing nothing at all. Those people wait endlessly hoping that someone will find them, and they stand in fear, perfectly still until it happens.

- I do my thing, and you do your thing. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you, and I am I… And if by chance we find each other, it’s beautiful.{Boy Meets World}

- A man out there is meant to be the love of your life, your best friend, your soul mate, the one you can tell your dreams to. He’ll brush the hair out of your eyes. Send you flowers when you least expect it. He’ll stare at you during the movies, even though he paid $8 to see it. He’ll call to say goodnight or just cause he is missing you. He’ll look in your eyes and tell you, you’re the most beautiful girl in the world, and for the first time in your life, you’ll believe it.{Nicholas Sparks}

- People change for two reasons: they either learn enough so that they want to or they hurt enough so that they just have to.

- I don’t want to lose you but I don’t want to use you just to have someone by my side.

- The truth is, everybody is going to hurt you, you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.{Bob Marley}

- Love? It’s kind of complicated, kid - but I’ll tell you this. The second you’re willing to make yourself miserable to make someone else happy - that’s love right there.

- Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of bloodbehind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does.{New Moon}

- Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you’re really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I’ve got a few missing. It’s ok though, because I’ve got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation. So when I meet someone who’s an 8-color type, I’m like, “Hey girl, magenta!” and she’s like, “Oh, you mean purple!” and she goes off on her purple thing, and I’m like, “No - I want magenta!{John Mayor}

- The first time i saw you, my heart fell. The second time i saw you, my heart fell. The third time fourth time fifth time and every time since, my heart has fallen. You are the most beautiful woman i have ever seen. Your hair, your eyes, your lips, your body that you haven’t grown into, the way you walk, smile, laugh, the way your cheeks drop when you’re mad or upset, the way you drag your feet when you’re tired. Every single thing about you is beautiful. When i see you the World stops. It stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. There’s nothingelse. No noise, no other people, no thoughts, no worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. The World just stops, and it is

a beautiful place, and there is only you. Just you, and my eyes staring at you. When you’re gone, the World starts again, and i don’t like it as much. I can live in it, but i don’t like it. I just walk around in it and wait to see you again and wait for it to stop again. I love it when it stops. It’s the best fucking thing i’ve ever known or ever felt, the best thing, and that, beautiful Girl, is why i stare at you.{A Million Little Pieces}

- I honestly couldn’t care less if you like the same bands or you’ve read the same books. Tell me one original thing, tell me one true, real thing that brings me to my fucking knees that I’ve never heard before and I’m yours.

- You can be as logical, rational and objective as you want, it’s not going to change the way you feel.Put it this way; you telling me that lunch is in an hour doesn’t make me less hungry.

- But as the rebuilding begins, the memory of you returns. Shaking the foundations, cracking the walls and spilling what’s left of the broken glass into the street.

- No matter how you stack me. No matter how you arrange me. No matter how you look at me. I am still here and I am still the same person made of the same things. I regret nothing.

- There are moments in our lives where we find ourselves at a crossroads. Afraid, confused, without a roadmap. The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days. Of course, when faced with the unknown, most of us choose to turn around and go back. But once in a while, people push on to something better, something found just beyond the pain of going it alone, and just beyond the bravery and courage it takes to let someone in, or give someone a second chance, something beyond the quiet persistence of a dream. because it’s only when you’re tested, that you discover who you are, that you discover who you can be. The person you can be does exist, beyond the hard work, faith, belief, and beyond the heartache, and fear of what lies ahead.{One Tree Hill}

- What you feel only matters to you. It’s what you do to the people you say you love, that’s what matters.

- I’ve always avoided fights. I make jokes instead. I tell people what they want to hear in order to avoid a confrontation. I pretend to want things I don’t want, and I pretend not to want things I do want. no one gets hurt. Except me. The lines are so crossed and blurred at the point that I don’t know what I want. I just know i want it to be easy.

- Love is always a good thing no matter how much it hurts. Even after it’s over, even through the pain, anyone who has ever really loved will tell you that they never regretted a second of it, no matter how much it hurt in the end. And if you tell me differently, I will tell you that you were not truly in love.

- yet regardless if you love them, hate them, or know that you would die without them, it matters not, because once in your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to you, when you look at them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of sound, you know that your own life is inevitably consumed within the rhythymic beatings of their very heart, we love them for a million reasons, no words would do it justice, it is a thing not of the mind, but of the heart, a feeling, only felt, love.

- When you’ve hit breaking point sometimes you need to be held, and sometimes you need to talk. The odd thing is we tend to talk to the most unlikely people. We talk to strangers in the street, a kind word or a reassuring hand on our arm causes us to open up, causes all the pain to come spilling out. We talk to strangers, or to people who are notin our inner circle because we don’t care and they won’t judge. We don’t think about the consequences of talking to those we don’t know well. We don’t worry that they are seeing us at our most vulnerable, that they may take advantage of that. No. Why would we?

- So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.{Perks of being a Wallflower}

- Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't and remember that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance ..take.. it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said it would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.

- Love is ..not.. the way it is in the movies. It's not some idealistic, huge, fantastic thing. It's very real & personal, notwhat we're taught in society at all.

- I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned the hard way; that some poems don't rhyme & some stories have no clear beginning, middle or end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment & making the best of it... Without knowing what will happen next.

- For a long time it seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life. This perspective has helped me to see there is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way. So ..treasure.. every moment you have and remember that time waits for no one. Happiness is a journey, not a destination.

- I like to remember everything, As it was. Because moments by themselves aren't enough; they're just -- they're likephotographs. You can look back on a moment and say 'In that moment I was happy' or, more often than not, 'In thatmoment I was uncomfortable' or 'In that moment I was sad' or 'In that moment we were all berks' but you can look back on everything and you think, 'That was good.' Because when all the moments come together, when all the songs meet up with one another, you get something whole and ..complete.. and wonderful, people you loved and people you hated and a fondness for them you may not be able to recapture but everything you remember about them being somehow more than they really were, because that's what remembering everything does. ..{Shoebox Project}

- She difficult, a little too much is going on in that mind.She’s nothing you can understand, so you might as wellNot even try; she needs a guy, who’s going to love her, No matter what, but it seems like everyone she meetsOnly wants her when it’s convenient. That girl has a mind of her own and she won’t let youChange it, she wants you, in fact; you’re all she wants. But you still aren’t sure, you know why? You’re still in love With that other girl and she’s sick of being second best. This is goodbye, don’t miss her too much.

- Okay, here it is. Your choice, it's simple. Her or me. And I'm sure she's really great. But I love you. In a really, really big - pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you love you. So pick me. Choose me. Love me.

{Grey's Anatomy}