What Are Some Extremely Cute Love Quotes?


August 20th, 2018   |   Updated on January 7th, 2019


“Kyra.” Fred caught Kyra’s eyes. “I’m not in love with Ariana and I don’t want half the kingdom.”
“You don’t?”
He shook his head. “But I might stick around for a little while longer. There are some interesting things in the Kingdom of Mohr.”
“Like what?”
“Like a certain funny and extremely talented potioner.”
Kyra took a breath. “I have to warn you, Hal isn’t that great as a boyfriend. He’s pretty self absorbed.”
― Bridget Zinn

“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

“But I learned at my expense that Father believed there was another animal even more dangerous than us, and one that was extremely common, too, found on every continent, in every habitat: the redoubtable species Animalus anthropomorphicus, the animal as seen through human eyes. We’ve all met one, perhaps even owned one. It is an animal that is “cute”, “friendly”, “loving”, “devoted”, “merry”, “understanding”. These animals lie in ambush in every toy store and children’s zoo. Countless stories are told of them. They are the pendants of those “vicious”, “bloodthirsty”, “depraved” animals that inflame the ire of the maniacs I have just mentioned, who vent their spite on them with walking sticks and umbrellas. In both cases we look at an animal and see a mirror. The obsession with putting ourselves at the centre of everything is the bane not only of theologians but also of zoologists. I learned the lesson that an animal is an animal, essentially and practically removed from us, twice: once with Father and once with Richard Parker.

Martel, Yann. Life of Pi (p. 39). Houghton Mifflin Harcourt.”
― Yann Martel

“I took Lysi’s hand, deciding that as long as we had each other, we would be all right.”
― Tiana Warner

“A teddy bear, to me . . . is endless and unconditional love.”
― Zac Bissonnette

“It’s always fish with you,’ Blue said, but she laughed as they tickled round her throat and hands. Gansey glanced at her and away, reaching for another leaf to press into service. Joy gleamed between both of them; how purely and simply Blue and Gansey loved the magic of this place.”
― Maggie Stiefvater

“Conozco lo suficiente bien la vida como para saber que no puedes contar con que las cosas permanezcan intactas e inmóviles, por mucho que te gustaría que así fuera. No puedes evitar que la gente muera. No puedes evitar que se marchen. Ni si quiera uno mismo puede evitar marcharse. Me conozco lo suficientemente bien como para saber que nadie puede mantenerme despierto o impedirme dormir. Eso también lo llevo dentro. Pero tía, esta chica me gusta.”
― Jennifer Niven

“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

“Our freedom of speech is not some cute, optional, anachronistic thing that you write about on a short answer quiz about school uniforms or some such silliness. Your freedom to assemble (e.g., Junto), to create and distribute content, and to express yourself (e.g., to ask a Klan member Why do you hate me when you don’t know me?), and to be able to do so without fear of violence or censorship (which are essentially the same thing), is absolutely fundamental to a free and just society.”
― Brian Huskie

“Being submissive isn’t cute,
Unless it’s behind close doors
And you like being on all fours
For your man
…or woman
Then you do you.”
― Musa M.

“I’m so embarrassed.” He chuckles. “Don’t be. You were cute. You snuggled against my shoulder while I was carrying you and told me that I was the nicest grizzly bear you’d ever met and that you loved honey, too. And caramel. And that you would share your candy stash with me as soon as we found it. All in all, it was a pretty sweet way to end a date.”
― Lili Valente

“Spiritualists believe that a cockroach has a soul, just like a human, and is therefore every bit as worthy of life and love. I reject that idea entirely, but respect the cockroach, and every animal on the spectrum of appreciation between us, not because it has a soul, but because you, human, do not have a soul either, and are every bit as pointless, mindless and in the great scheme of things worthless as the cockroach. The only difference is that you choose to veil your tyranny, your obsession, your anger, your loneliness and your bestiality beneath a vague fantasy you call “love” to protect your frail belief in your own divinity. Only when the lights are off, or when protected by the sanctity of cute romances or adorable titles such as “mother” and “father” do you show how hideous you truly are. Wake up, animal, chaos is the only God.”
― Max Davine


“I love you like the 21 letters of the Alphabet.”
“No stupid, there’s 26 letters.”
“Oh yeah! U R A Q T! (You Are A CuTee)”
― Tamjid Ahmed

“I’m in love with him. Completely. Absolutely. Tragically.”
― Katie Kacvinsky,

“You’re not going to start screaming sonnets outside my bedroom window, are you?”

He winked. “I just might.”
― Kenya Wright

“Oh, please,” said Simon. “All I did was tell you the entire plot if Star Wars”
“I don’t think I remember that,” said Isabelle, taking a cookie from the plate on the table.
“Oh, yeah? Who was Luke Skywalker’s best childhood friend?”
“Biggs Darklighter,” Isabelle said immediately, and hit the table with the flat of her hand. “That is so cheating!” Still, she grinned at him around her cookie.
“Ah,” said Magnus. “Nerd love. It is a beautiful thing…”
― Cassandra Clare

“For her part, Amy Kev’s Waffles with a passionate ferocity that she felt a little bit guilty about not being able to feel, most of the time, for humans. It probably helped that he was constantly doing cute shit and couldn’t speak.”
― Emily Gould

“And as long as I’m being brutally candid, I only wound up teaching American History because I followed a cute ass into the country-and-western section at Barnes & Noble”
― Steve Kluger

“Hunter Westley, you can’t just go around kissing people. She’s so cute.
Not people Lenora, just you. Only you.”
― Nicky Fox

“Amisa was becoming beautiful, even at ten, but she had something cold about her — everybody could feel it. This coldness was incongruous in the syrupy heat…She had the consciousness and poise of a cute child aware of her own cuteness, which unsettled both adults and peers. There is the same unforgettable alchemy to being dislikeable as to being universally loved.”
― Sharlene Teo

“Those fake blue eyes stared back, mocking me. At least the tears didn’t show. Thank God. Instead, they ducked back into my eyelids as I tucked my sadness back into my core…. The more my mind flew off in one direction, the more my sanity shattered into pieces that no one could sweep up and glue back together.”
― Kenya Wright

“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

“The look she gives me is priceless – shock mixed with pure pleasure. I make a note to put that look on her face as often as possible.”
― Deanna Chase


“I widened my eyes. He narrowed his. “I’m not cute, Page.” “I didn’t say you were!” I could swear he started flexing. “I’m very manly.” “So manly,” I pacified as if I were talking to my niece or nephews.”
― Rachel Higginson

“This was more than the mate-claim. It was more than love. More than a fluttering of our hearts, or a tingle when she entered a room.”
― Lila Felix

“She pulled a chair to the tiny table “I’m starving.”
“So am I,” he answered, but when she glanced up he was looking at her and not the food.”
― Jodi Thomas

“violated like this? Again, no offense.” “It’s all right,” said Wolf. “You loved her. I would feel the same if someone wanted to erase Scarlet’s identity and give it to Levana’s army.” Scarlet stiffened, heat rushing into her cheeks. He certainly wasn’t insinuating … “Aaaaw,” squealed Iko. “Did Wolf just say that he loves Scarlet? That’s so cute!” Scarlet”
― Marissa Meyer

“ “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.
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

“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

“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.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

“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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