Novel & Cerita Quotes Love Is Blind

She patted my back, "Are you still doubting yourself after everything you have been through? Come on, I believe that you will scale through, there's no doubt about that. My wish for you is that you will find someone who you can cry to, and confess to." I exhaled, "That's one of the things I wish for, I can't wait to have a wife. Looking at this from another standpoint do you think someone would love to put up with me considering the nature of my life?" She paused, gazing into the sky, "I doubt, though this depends on the lady in question, you know the popular saying that love is blind, if she's blind then she's going to ignore what you are going through or have gone through."

She scrubbed ignoring the red scratches she got in the process Adele scrubbed harder, as though she could wash away not just the dirt and sweat but the memory of his touch. Tris' hands, too rough, too strong, too invasive, still haunted her. She could feel them even now, his hands on her, lingering like a ghost on her skin. She scrubbed until her arms stung and fresh scratches marred her already bruised body, but it wasn't enough. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't erase the sensation of him.

Sean had always been a sweet talker. When I was blind, he would get jealous when others tried to help me. He was extremely possessive. "I was only trying to ask directions." "No. You have me. You don't need any other men. I'll always be by your side." How hypocritical. Yet I still fell for his sweet words for the past two years. At that moment, all I felt was contempt. If he had truly loved me, would he have treated me as a sick joke for two whole years?

The only thing he could do now was to quietly look at Carina from afar and pray for her health and happiness. … Another year passed. Just as the fireworks exploded in the sky above his head, Aster closed his eyes in pain and mumbled, "I wish that the only person in my heart forever shines as brightly as the stars above."

she asked, tilting her head. "Yep. Falling in love and getting blind in love are two different things. True love? It's accepting someone with all their flaws. But being blind in love is when you ignore the wrong stuff completely. Real love is about calling someone out when they mess up—not just nodding along like a parrot." Hailey chuckled, her gaze softening. "You make it sound so easy."

“I don’t know where you’re getting the thought from, but you look beautiful.” There is a confidence I immediately develop as I see the satisfaction in his eyes. I, however, want to look even better for myself and a little for him. “Yea, to you, but to those that aren’t blind I am,” I explain, using my hands to illustrate a balanced weighing scale. “So basically what you’re saying is I’m blind?” “Cheer up! Love does that to many people. You’re not the first and will certainly not be the last.” I assure him, moving to go inside and change.

she asked shyly. I didn't hesitate for one second and jumped into bed then pulled her closer. I wrapped my arms around her as she rested her head on my chest. "Did you mean it when you said you loved me?" she asked. "Yes. I don't just say stuff like that to anyone," I said and stroked her hair. "Do you still love me even though I'm blind?" she asked. "What kind of bullshit question is this?" I barked. "Of course I still love you stupid!"

Then, turning to face her even more, he says, singing in a sultry voice. "If you only believe what you see, you will never find love. One hundred percent guarantees never show the way. The poets agree nothing heals a blind passion, but as soon as you are willing to leap, it saves the day. We've climbed out to the edge of this mountain called loved, and if we jump off together, hold on. Then surprise cause, we rise and light the sky as we fly through the air with no care of the ground below because we know that we know. Sometimes the seeds we sow are like the wildest flowers suddenly blossom and grow in an unexpected place, but only God can bestow love and all its powers, and he has been plan

I think I’m going to burst into tears, so I sit down on the edge of the bed and drop all the weight of these two days, the hardest forty-eight hours I’ve ever spent, and they’re not over yet! “I’m just telling you, he’s not for you. He doesn’t reciprocate the way you deserve, but you’ve been blind thinking that’s all you can have.” She sits next to me. She gives me advice as if she’s older than me. “You refuse to see beyond your horizons. Love is not blind; it is us who refuse to see what is happening in front of our eyes.” Something in her words and the way she narrates it makes me nervous and produces concern.

Or that is what he said, "He isn't blind... but blind at the same time... he is blindly in love." He said. Blindly in love?… Can you fall in love again? I think I just did. ——