It will kill me, it will kill me, it will kill me. And I don't care.
Amor deliria nervosa. The deadliest of all deadly things.
Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge.
Now I'd rather be infected with love for the tiniest sliver of a second than live a hundred years smothered by a lie.
He is my world and my world is him and without him there is no world.
I love you. Remember. They cannot take it
Love: It will kill you and save you, both
The deadliest of all deadly things: It kills you both when you have it and when you don’t.
Hate isn’t the most dangerous thing, he’d said. Indifference is.
I'd rather die on my own terms than live on theirs. I'd rather die loving Alex than live without him.
I know that the whole point—the only point—is to find the things that matter, and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse to let them go.
Hearts are fragile things. That's why you have to be so careful.