“She was so fed up with unrequited love and platonic love and all the other kinds of love that weren’t passionate, romantic, can’t-live-without-you, I-have-to-have-you-right-now, the-beat-of-your-heart-matches-the-beat-of-mine love.”

“Love, love, love, says Percy.
And hurry as fast as you can
along the shining beach, or the rubble, or the dust.

Then, go to sleep.
Give up your body heat, your beating heart.
Then, trust.”

“I love you. You are my heart beating
outside of my chest.”

“If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Prick love for pricking and you beat love down.”

“Nobody beat me up as much as I beat myself up. This is what I love doing, and I have one life to do it in, and I better to it right, I better do it well.”

“Love is always love, come whence it may. A heart that beats at your approach, an eye that weeps when you go away are things so rare, so sweet, so precious that they must never be despised.”

“Yes, I know it.
In the darkness of my dark beating heart,
I know. He'd have loved it alright.
You see?
Even Death Has A Heart.”

“You have never loved me as I love you--never--never! Yours is not a passionate heart--your heart does not burn in a flame! You are, upon the whole, a sort of fay, or sprite-- not a woman!”

“You like someone who can’t like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.”

“It’s not that I can’t fall in love. It’s really that I can’t help falling in love with too many things all at once. So, you must understand why I can’t distinguish between what’s platonic and what isn’t, because it’s all too much and not enough at the same time.”