Novel & Cerita Quotes Love Is Blind

Perhaps just love at first sight. That evening, she took permission from her mum and went to the hill. From afar, she saw that he was already waiting for her. She hurried up to join him, "I am sorry I am late". "It's Ok", he replied. He was silent for a few minutes, possibly looking for some words to initiate a conversation. "You are beautiful!" He blurted out. "Thanks. A lot of people said that", she replied. He smiled, looked at her, "you are smart too". "How did you know?" She asked. "I just guessed". She looked deep into him and said, "You are a werewolf". He was shocked, "how did you even know that? Are you a witch?".

“It’s just that there is such thin line between love and hate.” “Nope, not this one. No love, no line. Just pure hatred.” “Are you sure? What if what you call ‘hate’ is just a deep liking for Dominic buried in your subconscious?” Imogen asked, a teasing smile on her face. Maeve narrowed her eyes at her. “No, Imogen, just….no.” “Fine. I won’t say I told you so when it happens.” “Nothing is going to happen, Imogen. Seriously, what have you been watching?”

He kisses the top of my nose. Because you truly love me. It's true love. When you wanna capture him but you set him free because you truly love him. The love that puts you behind bars makes your life hell because he couldn't get you in his bed. It's blind love that couldn't see the path made by him full of thorns. " I'll not call it worse." I smile. He sighs, " Thank God. " He looks up in the sky, closing his eyes for a moment.

In every picture of the two of them, the love appeared genuine, and there was no sign of the lie which Mikee tirelessly insisted he was living with her. "There are times in life when you have to do things, not for yourself, but for the people around you. Loving Sandra is easy, even easier when I imagine it's you that I'm looking at and not her." "Me? Ha. Like I believe that." I could fall for his words, not when this was goodbye, and not when I was leaving without having told him the secret I was supposed to have told him. "Believe what you like, Aria, but I love you." And it's surprising just how much damage those words can do to a person.

He patted my head. " I heard that." "Sure you will. I'm glad you did though. " " Ugly head but you love me. " " I don't know why I didn't notice earlier. Love is indeed blind. " " You love me then. " " Not like I have a choice." " You're stuck then." "Yeah with all your big head and stubbornness. " " A wonderful package. " " You can say that again. Why am I so unlucky? " " Unlucky? You should repeat that. "

she responded, caressing my face softly with the tip of her soft fingers. "Why do you keep on pushing me away?" I asked and then went on while I held her gaze. "I love you so much. Blind or not, I would still love you. Even if you are deaf and you couldn't hear how my heart beats for you, I would still cherish you no matter what. I don't care if you can't smell anything or can't' feel every touch because I know that deep inside my heart, I want you in my life."

I could already feel her tears wetting my shoulder. "I love you", She said and I amusedly asked her "Again?" "My day isn't complete if I don't tell you I LOVE YOU", Her words made me drown in the pool of desires. Her eyes were conveying thousands of words to me and I was reading them silently. I laughed at people who said that love is blind. I want to tell them, "Blind are those people who never loved" We are together because of the Universe. The universe selected her for me and made me by the very dust of the galaxies only for her.

"Mr. D, I don't like cliffhangers. So spit it out," I urge him. I always know that there's always a sense to what he says behind his weirdness. "Jessica, in Merchant of Venice, says that love is blind and lovers cannot see. But I'd still say it's stupid." I laugh. Mr. D is indeed versatile. Aside from his immense knowledge about art and technology, I realize he's also well-versed in literature. Thus, the famous Shakespeare's quote.

Of course, that's how he felt whenever he was talking to his two eternal gifts. “I don't like that brand name.” A forced smile pushed the corners of her mouth, but she swallowed them in shrugs. “Maybe The Caths’ would do.” she smiled. His face read nothingness. His insides shrieked words he did not wish to admit they were true. Yes, men's love lies not in their minds nor hearts, but in their eyes. Love blinds, but time cures, while love magnifies beauty, time on the other hand reveals the ugly.

She spat, "That has nothing to do with you. At least I'm a willing party even if he lies to me." She quietly looked at him as the soft light radiated on his exquisite face, bringing out the depth of his eyes. She showed no signs of backing down or raising her voice in a heated argument; she spoke calmly, "I love him, so I don't care about everything else. You're right—love makes people blind. I don't need you to show me who he really is. Even if he's useless, weak, or doesn't care about me, I still love him all the same."