“My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.”

“I still love you. And sometimes, my friend, the love that I have, and can't give to you, crushes the breath from my chest. Sometimes, even now, my heart is drowning in a sorrow that has no stars without you, and no laughter, and no sleep.”

Gregory David Roberts book Shantaram

“I cannot imagine life without books any more than I can imagine life without breathing.”

Terry Brooks (1944) American writer

“We like to tell the lie that when we love someone else, we are doing it for them. We aren't. Love is selfish. It is the most selfish act in the world. It is selfish because it is the most beneficial thing in the world to YOU. Because of this, it should not wait. Do not wait for someone to give you love, for you to love them. Be selfish and love people without reservation. Love makes you whole. Love fulfills you. Love will strike fear from the record of your soul. What a gift to allow yourself to become whole, fulfilled and fearless.”

Teal Swan (1984) American spiritual teacher

“You cannot love without intuition.”

Graham Greene book The Quiet American

“My love,
There's only you in my life
The only thing that's right.
My first love, (yeah)
You're every breath that I take
You're every step I make.”

Lionel Richie (1949) American singer-songwriter, musician, record producer and actor

“One day you may kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find breath is of little consequence.”
“Right, and one day my prince might come.”
“I doubt he’ll be a prince, Ms. Lane. Men rarely are.”

Karen Marie Moning (1964) author

“I love my
Beloved, ooh,
All and everywhere,
Only the fools blew it.
You and me
Knew life itself is
Breathing…”

Kate Bush (1958) British recording artist; singer, songwriter, musician and record producer

“God, to breathe. Air. You don’t know what it means until you cannot take a breath”

Alice Borchardt book The Dragon Queen

“What’s redacted will repeat,
and you cannot learn that you burn when you touch the heat,
so we touch the heat,
and we cut facsimiles of love and death
(just separate holes in sheets
where you cannot breathe, and you cannot see).”

Joanna Newsom (1982) American musician