True Love Never Ends Quote Novels & Stories

He remembered his ex girlfriend who left him after collecting some huge amount of money from him despite her sweet words and care. "Love is not existing anywhere"he muttered Though, he loves Linda but his ego and experience won't let him go for him.

I plant a kiss on his forehead and carefully move aside his arm from my shoulder. I silently close the door of his bedroom, after glancing at him with careness. He caused me heartache for three years, but I still can't move away from him, can I? Is it call love, huh? I recall the famous quote by British poet Alfred, Lord Tennyson - "Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have love at all."

'However or wherever you find love, it is right as long as you know that it's genuine. And I know that what I have here is definitely genuine. The END.

But with every mistake he makes, he takes back even more roses than he brought into my life. And it hurts. I guess Hemingway was right when he said: “If two people love each other, there can be no happy end to it.” ******** When I get to Lynn's, straight from my brothers apartment, I rant on and on about how I have given up on love, or men, or Bryan. “I can't believe he said Thank you, nobody does that, maybe in the 1800s but not now you know.” Lynn says with a mouth full of chips, giving three quarters of her attention to the TV.

"Come back, Elodie! I don't want anything anymore. Just come back." "It's fine if you don't forgive me. Just come back so I can hug you again… Please…" "You can hear me, right? You love me so much, so I'm sure you can…" I knew that things were over between us, but seeing him like this still made me want to give him a hug. At the end of the day, everything was too late. Why do people only cherish what they have after they lose it? And so, I sat by him and watched as he cried his heart out, sobbing the entire night before he passed out into slumber.

He kissed her forehead and replied, “Even if we grow old and reach the end of our lives, my love for you will never change. I will keep loving you like this forever.” —

And there is something endlessly powerful, I now know, in the magic of true love’s kiss. THE END.

Forever and always. THE END.

“And I love you, my husband. Forever and always.” THE END.

"Yes. I'll marry you. I'll be your wife. I'll spend the rest of my life with you. I'll let you love me forever. I'll let you be my husband. I'll let you hold me forever. I'll let you be mine. I'll let you take care of me. I'll let you be my home. I'll let you be my everything." --- He stands. Pulls me close. Kisses me. Deep. Certain. Forever. "I love you," he says. "I love you too." "Forever." "Forever." "Always." "Always." "Eternity." "Eternity." "Everything." "Everything." "Always and forever." "Always and forever." "Until the end of time." "Until the end of time."