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  • #1
    John Green
    “I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #2
    Federico García Lorca
    “To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.”
    Federico García Lorca, Blood Wedding and Yerma

  • #3
    James  Patterson
    “Because what’s worse than knowing you want something, besides knowing you can never have it?”
    James Patterson, The Angel Experiment

  • #4
    Cassandra Clare
    “The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won't get over you, Clary, he can't.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #5
    J.K. Rowling
    “Snape's patronus was a doe,' said Harry, 'the same as my mother's because he loved her for nearly all of his life, from when they were children.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

  • #6
    “Because, if you could love someone, and keep loving them, without being loved back . . . then that love had to be real. It hurt too much to be anything else.”
    Sarah Cross, Kill Me Softly

  • #7
    Carol Rifka Brunt
    “Maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldn’t have. Maybe there’s a whole assortment of impossible people waiting for me to find them. Waiting to make me feel the same impossibility over and over again.”
    Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I'm Home

  • #8
    Elle Newmark
    “...unrequited love does not die; it's only beaten down to a secret place where it hides, curled and wounded. For some unfortunates, it turns bitter and mean, and those who come after pay the price for the hurt done by the one who came before.”
    Elle Newmark, The Book of Unholy Mischief

  • #9
    Cassandra Clare
    “I wouldn't change it," Simon said. "I wouldn't give up loving you. Not for anything. You know what Raphael told me? That I didn't know how to be a good vampire, that vampires accept that they're dead. But as long as I remember what it was like to love you, I'll always feel like I'm alive.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #10
    Carson McCullers
    “First of all, love is a joint experience between two persons — but the fact that it is a joint experience does not mean that it is a similar experience to the two people involved. There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries. Often the beloved is only a stimulus for all the stored-up love which had lain quiet within the lover for a long time hitherto. And somehow every lover knows this. He feels in his soul that his love is a solitary thing. He comes to know a new, strange loneliness and it is this knowledge which makes him suffer. So there is only one thing for the lover to do. He must house his love within himself as best he can; he must create for himself a whole new inward world — a world intense and strange, complete in himself. Let it be added here that this lover about whom we speak need not necessarily be a young man saving for a wedding ring — this lover can be man, woman, child, or indeed any human creature on this earth.

    Now, the beloved can also be of any description. The most outlandish people can be the stimulus for love. A man may be a doddering great-grandfather and still love only a strange girl he saw in the streets of Cheehaw one afternoon two decades past. The preacher may love a fallen woman. The beloved may be treacherous, greasy-headed, and given to evil habits. Yes, and the lover may see this as clearly as anyone else — but that does not affect the evolution of his love one whit. A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lilies of the swamp. A good man may be the stimulus for a love both violent and debased, or a jabbering madman may bring about in the soul of someone a tender and simple idyll. Therefore, the value and quality of any love is determined solely by the lover himself.

    It is for this reason that most of us would rather love than be loved. Almost everyone wants to be the lover. And the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many. The beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the best of reasons. For the lover is forever trying to strip bare his beloved. The lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.”
    carson mccullers, The Ballad of the Sad Café and Other Stories

  • #11
    Sarah Dessen
    “I have to admit, an unrequited love is so much better than a real one. I mean, it's perfect... As long as something is never even started, you never have to worry about it ending. It has endless potential.”
    Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever

  • #12
    Louisa May Alcott
    “Love Jo all your days, if you choose, but don't let it spoil you, for it's wicked to throw away so many good gifts because you can't have the one you want.”
    Louisa May Alcott, Little Women

  • #13
    Kristan Higgins
    “I had to get over [him]. For months now, a stone had been sitting on my heart. I'd shed a lot of tears over [him], lost a lot of sleep, eaten a lot of cake batter. Somehow, I had to move on. [Life] would be hell if I didn't shake loose from the grip he had on my heart. I most definitely didn't want to keep feeling this way, alone in a love affair meant for two. Even if he'd felt like The One. Even if I'd always thought we'd end up together. Even if he still had a choke chain on my heart.”
    Kristan Higgins, All I Ever Wanted

  • #14
    Shannon L. Alder
    “When you loved someone and had to let them go, there will always be that small part of yourself that whispers, "What was it that you wanted and why didn't you fight for it?”
    Shannon L. Alder

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    Ranata Suzuki
    “It’s painful, loving someone from afar.
    Watching them – from the outside.
    The once familiar elements of their life reduced to nothing more than occasional mentions in conversations and faces changing in photographs…..
    They exist to you now as nothing more than living proof that something can still hurt you … with no contact at all.”
    Ranata Suzuki

  • #18
    Sanober  Khan
    “the saddest thing is to be
    a minute to someone,
    when you've made them your eternity.”
    Sanober Khan

  • #19
    Shannon L. Alder
    “I love you. I hate you. I like you. I hate you. I love you. I think you’re stupid. I think you’re a loser. I think you’re wonderful. I want to be with you. I don’t want to be with you. I would never date you. I hate you. I love you…..I think the madness started the moment we met and you shook my hand. Did you have a disease or something?”
    Shannon L. Alder

  • #20
    “Unrequited love is the infinite curse of a lonely heart.”
    Christina Westover

  • #21
    Julia Quinn
    “She hated that she was still so desperate for a glimpse of him, but it had been this way for years.”
    Julia Quinn, The Secret Diaries of Miss Miranda Cheever

  • #22
    Carol Rifka Brunt
    “Nothing had changed. I was the stupid one again. I was the girl who never understood who she was to people.”
    Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I'm Home

  • #23
    Margaret Mitchell
    “If I said I was madly in love with you you'd know I was lying.”
    Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind

  • #24
    André Aciman
    “Everyone goes through a period of Traviamento - when we take, say, a different turn in life, the other via. Dante himself did. Some recover, some pretend to recover, some never come back, some chicken out before even starting, and some, for fear of taking any turns, find themselves leading the wrong life all life long.”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #25
    Melissa Jensen
    “sometimes no matter how many eyelashes or dandelion seeds you blow, no matter how much of your heart you tear out and slap on your sleeve, it just ain't gonna happen.”
    Melissa Jensen, The Fine Art of Truth or Dare

  • #26
    GG Renee Hill
    “She loved him. But he didn’t know how to love.
    He could talk about love. He could see love and feel love. But he couldn’t give love.
    He could make love. But he couldn’t make promises.
    She had desperately wanted his promises.
    She wanted his heart, knew she couldn’t have it so she took what she could get.
    Temporary bliss. Passionate highs and lows. Withdrawal and manipulation.
    He only stayed long enough to take what he needed and keep moving.
    If he stopped moving, he would self-destruct.
    If he stopped wandering, he would have to face himself.
    He chose to stay in the dark where he couldn’t see.
    If he exposed himself and the sun came out, he’d see his shadow.
    He was deathly afraid of his shadow.
    She saw his shadow, loved it, understood it. Saw potential in it.
    She thought her love would change him.
    He pushed and he pulled, tested boundaries, thinking she would never leave.
    He knew he was hurting her, but didn’t know how to share anything but pain.
    He was only comfortable in chaos. Claiming souls before they could claim him.
    Her love, her body, she had given to him and he’d taken with such feigned sincerity, absorbing every drop of her.
    His dark heart concealed.
    She’d let him enter her spirit and stroke her soul where everything is love and sensation and surrender.
    Wide open, exposed to deception.
    It had never occurred to her that this desire was not love.
    It was blinding the way she wanted him.
    She couldn’t see what was really happening, only what she wanted to happen.
    She suspected that he would always seek to minimize the risk of being split open, his secrets revealed.
    He valued his soul’s privacy far more than he valued the intimacy of sincere connection so he kept his distance at any and all costs.
    Intimacy would lead to his undoing—in his mind, an irrational and indulgent mistake.
    When she discovered his indiscretions, she threw love in his face and beat him with it.
    Somewhere deep down, in her labyrinth, her intricacy, the darkest part of her soul, she relished the mayhem.
    She felt a sense of privilege for having such passion in her life.
    He stirred her core.
    The place she dared not enter.
    The place she could not stir for herself.
    But something wasn’t right.
    His eyes were cold and dark.
    His energy, unaffected.
    He laughed at her and her antics, told her she was a mess.
    Frantic, she looked for love hiding in his eyes, in his face, in his stance, and she found nothing but disdain.
    And her heart stopped.”
    G.G. Renee Hill, The Beautiful Disruption

  • #27
    Christine Seifert
    “We're cool," I say calmly, although I feel something else. I feel... sad. Like I've lost something I never quite had.”
    Christine Seifert, The Predicteds

  • #28
    Patricia Highsmith
    “Do people always fall in love with things they can't have?'

    'Always,' Carol said, smiling, too.”
    Patricia Highsmith, The Price of Salt

  • #29
    Cassandra Clare
    “I was trying to make you jealous!" Simon screamed, right back. His hands were fisted at his sides. "You're so stupid, Clary. You're so stupid, can't you see anything?"

    She stared at him in bewilderment. What on earth did he mean? "Trying to make me jealous? Why would you try to do that?"

    She saw immediately that this was the worst thing she could have asked him.

    "Because," he said, so bitterly that it shocked her, "I've been in love with you for ten years, so I thought it seemed like the time to find out whether you felt the same about me. Which, I guess you don't.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #30
    Margaret Mitchell
    “Vanity was stronger than love at sixteen and there was no room in her hot heart now for anything but hate.”
    Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind



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