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The Most Famous Sweet And Cute Love Quotes Ever

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Updated on September 5th, 2018

Cute Love Quotes Ever

“You…you got rid of that dress fast,” I pointed out between heavy breaths. “I thought you liked it.”
“I do like it,” he said. His breathing was as heavy as mine. “I love it.”
And then he took me to the bed.”
― Richelle Mead

“Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead. –I shall feel it.”

She dropped her head again on Marius’ knees, and her eyelids closed. He thought the poor soul had departed. Eponine remained motionless. All at once, at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever, she slowly opened her eyes in which appeared the sombre profundity of death, and said to him in a tone whose sweetness seemed already to proceed from another world:–

“And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in love with you.”
― Victor Hugo

“You think she’ll be able to talk sense into him?” she asked. “His sister?”
“If he listens to anyone, it would be her.”
“That’s sweet,” said Maia. “That he loves his sister like that.”
“Yeah,” Simon said. “It’s precious”
― Cassandra Clare

“She stood in his kitchen, watching him toy with the ring in his lip. It wasn’t quite that he was biting it, but sucking it into his mouth. He did that when he was concentrating. It isn’t sexy. He’s not sexy. But he was, and she was staring at him like a fool. “wow” she whispered (…..)”Wow, huh?” His voice was low, husky. His chair creaked as he stood. His footsteps seemed strangely loud as he closed the couple yards between them. Then he was beside her. “I can work with wow”
― Melissa Marr,

“I can’t believe you’re here,” she says, her voice soft. “I can’t believe you found me.”

“You found me first,” he says, and when he leans to kiss her, it’s slow and sweet and she knows that this will be the one she always remembers. Because while the other two kisses felt like endings, this one is unquestionably a beginning.”
― Jennifer E. Smith

“Nice costume,” he said.

“Ditto. I can tell you put a lot of thought into yours.”

Amusement curled his mouth. “If you don’t like it, I can take it off.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick

“Me: “Touch the cave wall.”
Computer: “You touch the cave wall. It is moist.”
Isaac: “Lick the cave wall.”
Computer: “I do not understand. Repeat?”
Me: “Hump the moist cave wall.”
Computer: “You attempt to jump. You hit your head.”
Isaac: “Not jump. HUMP.”
Computer: “I don’t understand.”
Isaac: “Dude, I’ve been alone in the dark in this cave for weeks and I need some relief. HUMP THE CAVE WALL.”
Computer: “You attempt to ju-”
Me: “Thrust pelvis against the cave wall.”
Computer: “I do not-”
Isaac: “Make sweet love to the cave.”
Computer: “I do not-”
― John Green

“Adrian smiled and clasped my hands, taking a few steps toward me. “And as for who you are, you’re the same beautiful, brave, and ridiculously smart caffeinated fighter you’ve been since the day I met you.” Finally, he put “beautiful” at the top of his list of adjectives. Not that I should have cared.

“Sweet talker,” I scoffed. “You didn’t know anything about me the first time we met.”

“I knew you were beautiful,” he said. “I just hoped for the rest.”
― Richelle Mead

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“I wake up with you as the last thought in my dreams. I dream about your lips, the smell of your skin and hair, and the freaking fire that burms inside of me to be inside you. I want to bury myself inside you and never climb out, my sweet death. Grace, I’m fucking in love with you.” – Shane”
― Christine Zolendz

“Clark,” she said softly, “I wouldn’t change you for the world.
You’re sweet the way you are. The things that’ll make you fail
I’ll love always– the living in the past, the lazy days and
nights you have, and all your carelessness and generosity.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald

“it taught me, that when a woman lets herself love, she loses. it taught me that to survive, you rely on yourself first and last.” -adrianne

“It should have also taught you that sometimes love has no threshold.” -philip”
― Nora Roberts

“Sleep, my love,” He whispered, smoothing her long hair, lifting the damp locks away from the back of her neck. “I’ll be here to watch over you.”

“You sleep too,” she said groggily, her hand creeping to the center of his chest.

“No.” McKenna smiled and pressed a soft kiss against her temple. His voice was husky with wonder. “Not when staying awake is better than anything I could find in a dream.”
― Lisa Kleypas

“A student to teacher: “I am so alone; I don’t know what to do?” Teacher: “Do not worry about being alone, we always come alone and go alone. In a very sweet accident, we meet others who are alone and start to be part of them in various forms of relationships such as friends, husband, wife, mother, father, sister and so on. So, life is about sharing a moment together, not thinking as if you are alone.”
― Santosh Kalwar

“I turned my face up to his. I could hardly look at him the same way. I was crying without realizing I’d started. “You made a deal with Hank. You saved my life. Why would you do that for me?”

“Angel,” he murmured, clasping my face between his hands. “I don’t think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick

“I was terrified of what might have happened to you,” I choked out.

“I was terrified thinking the same about you.”

“The devilcraft-” I began.

Patch exhaled beneath me, and my body dipped with his. His breath carried relief and raw emotion. His eyes, stripped of everything but sincerity, found mine. “My skin can be replaced. But you can’t, Angel. When Dante left, I thought it was over. I thought I’d failed you. I’ve never prayed so hard in my life.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick

“His blue-black hair fell over his face when he moved, like tiny arrows pointing to pronounced cheeckbones. “Starting to think you were going to bail on me.” “Didn’t know you were expecting me,” she said in what she hoped was a casual voice. He gets sexier every day. “Not Expecting, but hoping. Always hoping”
― Melissa Marr

“Kishan spoke intently, “Kelsey is all that a man could ask for. She’s perfect for you. She loves poetry and sits endlessly content while listening to you sing and play your guitar. She waited months for you to come after her, and she has risked her life repeatedly to save your mangy white hide. She’s sweet and loving and warm and beautiful and would make you immeasurably happy.”

There was a pause. Then I heard Ren say incredulously, “You love her.”

Kishan didn’t answer right away, but then said softly, almost so I couldn’t hear it, “No man in his right mind wouldn’t, which proves you aren’t in your right mind.”
― Colleen Houck

“Even to me the issue of “stay small, sweet, quiet, and modest” sounds like an outdated problem, but the truth is that women still run into those demands whenever we find and use our voices.”
― Brené Brown

“Dream of me,” he said.
Dream of you? I’m doing that while I’m awake.”
― Erin McCahan

“Come here, baby.” And with my words, Echo leaned into me soft, pliant, broken. “You’re not alone,” I whispered into her hair as I cradled her in my arms. “You’re not alone, because you have me.” And I love you, more than you could ever know ”
― Katie McGarry

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“Will sat where he was, gazing at the silver bowl in front of him; a white rose was floating in it, and he seemed prepared to stare at it until it went under. In the Kitchen Bridget was still singing one of her awful sad songs; the lyrics drifted in through the door:

“Twas on an evening fair I went to take the air,
I heard a maid making her moan;
Said, ‘Saw ye my father? Or ye my mother?
Or saw ye my brother John?
Or saw ye the lad that I love best,
And his name it is Sweet William?”

I may murder her, Tessa thought. Let her make a song about that.”
― Cassandra Clare

“Do you believe in love at first sight?”

He made himself look at her face, at her wide-open eyes and earnest forehead. At her unbearably sweet mouth.

“I don’t know,” he said. “Do you believe in love before that?”
― Rainbow Rowell,

“But he can also be incredibly sweet. And I know that, deep down, I mean the world to him.” “Deep down? That sounds like settling to me. You shouldn’t have to venture deep down in order to get to love.”
― David Levithan

“How sweet is that? I know I’m no boy expert, but I have heard entire lectures on reading body language, and I have to say that assuming that a person will have forgotten your name is way high on my “indicators of humbleness” list (not that I have one, but I totally have a starting point now).”
― Ally Carter

“Looking at you has been my favorite pastime from the moment you asked me to describe your face,” he said solemnly, looking straight into her eyes.”
― Judith McNaught,

“You and I, we must carry on, Gemma. I cannot afford the luxury of love. I must marry well. And now I must look after you. It is my duty.”
“If you wish to suffer, you do so of your own free will, not on my behalf. Or Father’s or Grandmama’s or anyone’s. You are a fine physician, Thomas. Why is that not enough?”
“Because it isn’t,” he says with a rare candor. “Only this and the hope of nothing more? A quiet respectability with no true greatness or heroism in it, with only my reputation to recommend me. So you see, Gemma, you are not the only one who cannot rule her own life.”
― Libba Bray

“If someone doesn’t care to accept you, respect you, believe in you, don’t hesitate to move on and let them go. There are many who love and appreciate you just the way you are.”
― Amaka Imani Nkosazana

“I know it. I know I shall make beastly mistakes, Father-”
“The world does not forgive mistakes so quickly, my girl.” He sounds bitter and sad.
“If the world will not forgive me,” I say softly, “I shall have to learn to forgive myself.”
He nods in understanding.
“And how will you marry? Or do you intend to marry?”
I think of Kartik, and tears threaten. “I shall meet someone one day, as Mother found you.”
― Libba Bray

“”Baby, you gave that to someone else, it wouldn’t be mine. Now it’s mine. No one can ever have it. It’ll always be mine. I love it. I think it’s beautiful. So I absolutely do not think the town’s sweet, cute, pretty, shy librarian who held onto that for as long as you did then gave it to me is anything but really fuckin’ good.””
― Kristen Ashley

“you’re @ home?”She could hear him moving around…”I’ll let you go then.”
“What if I dont want you to?”he said.
She heard the music as he walked toward his room, some sort of jazz.her heart sped up, thinking of him stretched out on his bed too, “Good night, Seth.”
“So ur running again, then? One of his boots thudded on the floor.”I’m not running.”..
“Really?”
“Really.Its just–“She stopped.
“Maybe you should slow down, so i can catch you.”He paused, waiting.He seemed to do that more & more lately, make statements that invited her to admit something dangerous to their friendship.When she didnt answer he added, “Sweet dreams, Ash.”
― Melissa Marr

“Umm. Wow. Did it grow? Because it looks bigger.”

“Kissin’ your red-hot love flower made this stem grow big and hard just for you, baby doll.”

AJ managed to meet his eyes. “Love flower?”

“Thought maybe you wanted some kinda sweet-talkin’ love words first.”
― Lorelei James

“She said, I’m going to miss you when you when I wake up.
Don’t wake up, he answered.
But he did.
Kestrel, beside him on the grass, said. “Did I wake you? I didn’t mean to.”
It took him a velvety moment to understand that this was real. The air was quiet. An insect beat it’s clear wings. She brushed hair from his brow. Now he was very awake.
“You were sleeping so sweetly,” she said.
“Dreaming” He touched her tender mouth.
“About what?”
“Come closer, and I will tell you.”
But he forgot. He kissed her, and became lost in the exquisite sensation of his skin becoming too tight for his body. He murmured other things instead. A secret, a want, a promise. A story, in its own way.
She curled her fingers into the green earth”
― Marie Rutkoski

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“When sad she brings the thunder
And her tears, they bring the rain
When ill she feeds a poison
To us all to fell her pain
Her smiles they bring the sunshine
And the laughter and the wind
And the birds they go on singing
And the world is whole again.
“Smile, sweet Sunday,” Wednesday whispered in her ear. “The birds need your love so they can lift their wings.”
― Alethea Kontis

“And because I still feel like I haven’t said enough – because I need to prove just how momentous this is for me, I bash down the barriers I’ve kept up for eight years, unleashing my aura for Anna to see. I shiver as I bare myself, and I feel Anna holding me tighter. I want her to see my love, like I saw hers once upon a time.
“Oh…” she whispers. “It’s beautiful.”
I shake my head. Only one thing deserves that word. “You’re beautiful.”
― Wendy Higgins

“I laughed as we turned in a tight circle… “Tonight you’re all mine.”

Jake smiled but looked me dead in the eye. “No. From now on.”

My heart skipped. “What?”

“Yours,” he said simply, “from now on.”
― Kieran Scott

“Old boy,” said Grimes, “you’re in love.”
“Nonsense!”
“Smitten?” said Grimes.
“No, no.”
“The tender passion?”
“No.”
“Cupid’s jolly little darts?”
“No.”
“Spring fancies, love’s young dream?”
“Nonsense!”
“Not even a quickening of the pulse?”
“No.”
“A sweet despair?”
“Certainly not.”
“A trembling hope?”
“No.”
“A frisson? a Je ne sais quoi?”
“Nothing of the sort.”
“Liar!” said Grimes.”
― Evelyn Waugh

“Here’s to real heroes, not the ones who carry us off into the sunset but the ones who help us choose our princes.” – commentary on Castles on the Sand”
― E.M. Tippetts

“Please, when I come home, don’t forget the “soul”… and I don’t mean “sweet sayings”… I mean the truth, the sharing of our inmost thoughts, good or bad… lost or comforting. That is the soul. I think it. The soul, is I think, a human being who speaks with the pressure of death at his head. That’s how I’d phrase it. The self in trouble… not just the self without love (as us) but the self as it will always be (with gun at its head finally)… To live and know it is only for a moment… that is to know “the soul”… and it increases closeness and despair and happiness…”
― Anne Sexton

“A little thing, like children putting flowers in my hair, can fill up the widening cracks in my self-assurance like soothing lanolin. I was sitting out on the steps today, uneasy with fear and discontent. Peter, (the little boy-across-the-street) with the pointed pale face, the grave blue eyes and the slow fragile smile came bringing his adorable sister Libby of the flaxen braids and the firm, lyrically-formed child-body. They stood shyly for a little, and then Peter picked a white petunia and put it in my hair. Thus began an enchanting game, where I sat very still, while Libby ran to and fro gathering petunias, and Peter stood by my side, arranging the blossoms. I closed my eyes to feel more keenly the lovely delicate-child-hands, gently tucking flower after flower into my curls. “And now a white one,” the lisp was soft and tender. Pink, crimson, scarlet, white … the faint pungent odor of the petunias was hushed and sweet. And all my hurts were smoothed away. Something about the frank, guileless blue eyes, the beautiful young bodies, the brief scent of the dying flowers smote me like the clean quick cut of a knife. And the blood of love welled up in my heart with a slow pain.”
― Sylvia Plath

“Ô, Muse of the Heart’s Passion,
let me relive my Love’s memory,
to remember her body, so brave and so free,
and the sound of my Dreameress singing to me,
and the scent of my Dreameress sleeping by me,
Ô, sing, sweet Muse, my soliloquy!”
― Roman Payne

“Don’t stay away from me anymore.”
I stop myself, just barely, from telling him I won’t. I can’t promise that. Can’t lie.
He opens his eyes. Stares starkly, bleakly. “I need you.”
― Sophie Jordan

“I Love You! Three words that mean nothing if not followed through with actions. It seems to be more relevant in the terms of showing verses saying. Anyone can say it, because there are different kinds of love. But, few are willing to actually show it. Saying is one thing. Living proof is another.”
― Amaka Imani Nkosazana

“Ana, honey.” The voice is soft and warm, full of love and sweet memories of times gone by.”
― E.L. James

“No matter how far apart we may be, no matter what dreams we may chase after individually, I want you to know that you will always be my first priority. I will always, always love you.”
― Lindsay Detwiler,

“Sweet girl, maybe close the world off and look at him for an hour
or two.
This is your fairy.
It ain’t perfect and it ain’t honey sweet with roses on the bed.
It’s real and raw and ugly at times. But this is your love.
Don’t throw it away searching for someone else’s love. Don’t be greedy. Instead, shelter it. Protect it. Capture every second of easy, pull through every storm of hardship. And when you can, look at him, lying next to you, trusting you not to harm him. Trusting you not to go.
Be someone’s someone for someone.
Be that someone for him.”
― Charlotte Eriksson

“I won’t say I’m sorry.” He lifted his hand, skimmed his fingers over her cheek. “I wouldn’t mean it. But I will say I love you. I’ve never meant anything more.”

He drew her into his arms. She pressed her face to his shoulder and held on. “I’ve been so messed up.”

“So have I.” He brushed his lips over her hair, felt his world balance again. “I’ve missed you, Eve.”

“I won’t let the job screw this up.”

“It doesn’t. We manage that on our own.” He drew her back, touched his lips gently to hers. “But it keeps things lively, doesn’t it?”

She sighed, stepped back. “It’s gone.”

“What is?”

“I’ve had this low-grade headache for a couple of days. It’s gone. I guess you were my headache.”

“Darling. That’s so sweet.”
― J.D. Robb

“ “Crazy,” he muttered softly, “how much I need you.”
Crazy, how something like that can feel like a kick in the chest, can hurt that much, can suck all the air right out of your body for a moment. And at the same time, settle over you, around you, so soft and warm and sweet, that you think nothing can ever be as good as this one moment.
Crazy.
That I can love you.
This much.”
― Susan Bischoff

“Follow the path that leads to understanding. Only then, will you illuminate the way for others. Once you open your mind and gain knowledge, truth, you’ll leave the darkness and enter into the light of wisdom.”
― Amaka Imani Nkosazana

“But you’re worried I’ll get in trouble?” I try not to show how much this pleases me. I’ve managed to ignore him for days now and here I sit. Lapping up his attention like a neglected puppy. My voice takes on an edge. “Why do you care? I’ve ignored you for days.”
His smile fades. He looks serious, mockingly so. “Yeah. You got to stop that.”
― Sophie Jordan

“Each day is an opportunity for you to expand your horizon, to achieve your maximum potential. You may have encountered some obstacles along the way, but don’t allow those moments to hinder your progress. In life, we all faces challenges that we must overcome. The importance is to learn from those difficulties and become stronger.”
― Amaka Imani Nkosazana