Impossible Love Quotes

“Do people always fall in love with things they can't have?'

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

“The sea loved the moon
When she was supposed to love the shore.

The moon knew
And hence made his intentions known.

That she should love the shore
Who was destined for her.

Yet his protests seemed weak.
And even when he pushed her towards the shore-
She always retreated back.

To want, to need, to love the moon
For all she's worth.

Everyone said, it wasn't meant to happen.
Yet, the Tsunami rose that night for their union.”
― Saiber, Stardust and Sheets

“You're the most important person I've ever met." she says. "And I should have never met you at all.”
― Casey McQuiston, One Last Stop

“There was only one way such a story could end -a stake and a match.”
― Shelby Mahurin, Serpent & Dove

“Desires are what can most easily ruin us, lovely.”
― Simona Panova, Nightmarish Sacrifice

“I would have written you, myself, if I could put down in words everything I want to say to you. A sea of ink would not be enough.”
“But you built me dreams instead,” Celia says, looking up at him. “And I built you tents you hardly ever see. I have had so much of you around me always and I have been unable to give you anything in return that you can keep.”
― Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus

“She had seen just now what she had only sensed before, that the whole world was ready to be their enemy, and suddenly what she and Carol had together seemed no longer love or anything happy but a monster between them, with each of them caught in a fist.”
― Patricia Highsmith, The Price of Salt

“No" she jerked back, stared up at him.
Her eyes were like thunderclouds. He'd never seen them like that. Shock and fear filled them. Her face was paper white. Her body shuddering.
"Don't you leave me!" She gripped his shirt and tried to shake him, tears falling from her eyes. "Don't you leave Noah."
His head lowered. He touched her lips with his and knew this woman held the best part of him. The memories of the husband he had been, the man he had been. He couldn't destroy that. He refuse to.
He pushed her to Jordan slowly, loath to let her go. To release her. Knowing that releasing her was the only way to save the memories she held.
"Don't you leave!" She screamed the order, eyes blazing, her lips trembling as tears fell and hysteria threatened to overwhelm her. "If you leave me, Noah Blake, if you don't come back when this is over, don't bother coming back at all.
He touched her cheek. Ran his thumb over her lips. "You are the best part of me," he whispered. "Always remember that, Sabella. The best part of me."
Before she could grab him, hold him to her, he pulled away, grabbed one of the rifles Mike had set on the table across the room. And left.”
― Lora Leigh, Wild Card

“Some people are like singularities. Get close enough and you will be uncontrollably consumed in an infinite attraction and will cease to exist apart from them.”
― J.S.B. Morse, Now and at the Hour of Our Death

“He returned her love. He lusted after her sweet young body. He wanted her the way he wanted to breathe the spring air.
He had never loved anyone before. He had not known even what this feeling for his tiny slave was.
Now in the crisp, clear spring sunlight, he knew.”
― Andrew M. Greeley, The Magic Cup

“I was so happy … before.’
‘I find that happiness can always be recollected in tranquillity, Ma’am,’ said Melbourne.
Victoria put her hands down and looked up at him, her pale blue eyes searching his face. ‘You were happy too?’
When Melbourne spoke, it was in the voice not of the urbane Prime Minister, but of a man of advancing years who is facing the loss of the only thing that is still capable of bringing him joy. ‘You know I was, Ma’am.”
― Daisy Goodwin, Victoria

“Your love for me does not exist in the real world. Yes, it is love, I do not deny it. But not every love has a course to run, smooth or otherwise, and this love has no course at all . . . But that is remote from love and remote from ordinary life. As real people we do not exist for each other.”
― Iris Murdoch, A Severed Head

“No" she jerked back, stared up at him.
Her eyes were like thunderclouds. He'd never seen them like that. Shock and fear filled them. Her face was paper white. Her body shuddering.
"Don't you leave me!" She gripped his shirt and tried to shake him, tears falling from her eyes. "Don't you leave Noah."
His head lowered. He touched her lips with his and knew this woman held the best part of him. The memories of the husband he had been, the man he had been. He couldn't destroy that. He refuse to.
He pushed her to Jordan slowly, loath to let her go. To release her. Knowing that releasing her was the only way to save the memories she held.
"Don't you leave me!" She screamed the order, eyes blazing, her lips trembling as tears fell and hysteria threatened to overwhelm her. "If you leave me, Noah Blake, if you don't come back when this is over, don't bother coming back at all.
He touched her cheek. Ran his thumb over her lips. "You are the best part of me," he whispered. "Always remember that, Sabella. The very best part of me."
Before she could grab him, hold him to her, he pulled away, grabbed one of the rifles Mike had set on the table across the room. And left.”
― Lora Leigh, Wild Card”
― Lora Leigh, Wild Card

“The path we're taking is not a road, Kiyo, it's a pier, and it ends someplace where the sea begins. It can't be helped.”
― Yukio Mishima

“Ella me pertenecía, lo podía sentir, y yo sabia bien que le pertenecía a ella, mi lugar en el mundo era a su lado. Y todo me indicaba que ella era mi alma gemela, ella estaba hecha perfectamente para mi, cada célula, cada centímetro.”
― Lolo Mayaya, Sweet Temptation

“— Ти не ме обичаш достатъчно — казва с мъка тя. Поглеждам я изненадан.

— Обичам те толкова, колкото мога. Изабела стои известна време мълчалива.

— Не е достатъчно — шепне тя. — Никога не е достатъчно! Никога не е достатъчно!

— Да — казвам аз. — Изглежда, никога не е достатъчно. Никога, през целия живот, никой път, с никого. Изглежда, всякога е недостатъчно и в това е нещастието на света.”
― Ерих Мария Ремарк, The Black Obelisk

“In your voice, I will hear all my pains
And with your words, I will understand them

I will tell you
That everything is uncertain
(And so possible)
And I will give you my hand
(Inaccessible)”
― Emmanuelle Soni-Dessaigne

“The birds in the sky can never great the king yet their beauty gives the king to stare at them endlessly, wishing to be with them in the sky.”
― Oscar Auliq-Ice

“I remember touching her hand for the first time. I remember kissing her angelic soft lips for the first time . Everything seemed so easy , everything seemed possible . She smiled at me and flew away”
― Amine Fatmi

“It's almost impossible for those who have had an intimate relationship to return to a formal one.”
― Irvin Yalom, Lying on the Couch

“For an impossibly brief instant, Avery was in the dark while Atlas seemed illuminated from behind—light streaming around him, gilding the edges of his form, making him into something almost otherworldly. It seemed suddenly impossible that he was real, and here, and hers.
And in truth, it was impossible. Everything about their relationship kept proving impossible at every turn, yet somehow they had willed it into being.”
― Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

“As the night grows into dark, I feel your whisper into my ear; longing for each other's heartbeat. We are rooted into one another, and your blood is forever flowing through me, and it tells to me: I must carry myself to you or to be forever drowned into all my feelings.”
― Janeth Davalos

“You may disagree, but I have a prediction to make: even before you drift into the indifference of old age, you will come to bless this day, the day you did not commit yourself to share my life ... Now that I am going away ... I can tell you quite frankly: even when we were having the most intellectual conversations and I honestly thought and believed everything I said, I still wanted all the time, all the time, to pick you up and kiss you on the lips.

So try to work that out.
And now, without your permission, I kiss them”
― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, Cancer Ward

“There was nowhere they could go; nowhere that the truth of who they were, the forbiddenness of their love, wouldn’t come chasing them.
Maybe love wasn’t enough after all. Not when every last obstacle was arrayed against you, all the odds stacked to make you fail. When the entire world was keeping you apart.
“Okay,” Avery said, as the universe quietly rent itself in two.”
― Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

“She couldn’t take it anymore—she flung herself into Atlas’s arms and kissed him, over and over, and this time Atlas returned the kisses, returned them wildly and passionately, and it made Avery’s heart break because she knew deep down that he was kissing her good-bye. She clung tighter to him, pressing her body the whole length of his, trying to hold him so close that he could never leave, as if she might anchor him here through sheer force of will. She wished she could snatch each kiss from the air and tuck it away somewhere safe, because each kiss was one kiss closer to the final kiss of all.”
― Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

“As the night grows dark, I feel your whisper into my ear; longing for each other's heartbeat. We are rooted into one another, and your blood is forever flowing through me, and it tells to me; I must carry myself to you or be forever drowned into all my feelings.”
― L' Wren Scott

“As the night grows into dark, I feel your whisper into my ear; longing for each other's heartbeat. We are rooted into one another, and your blood is forever flowing through me, and it tells to me: I must carry myself to you or be forever drowned into all my feelings.”
― L'Wren Scott

“Mouth the shape of a kiss
I question if within you is any magic
You shine, you catch on fire, you disappear.”
― Lea Malot, Lilith

“Y no importaba quién era yo o lo que había sucedido entre nosotros. Por primera vez en mi vida, estábamos en lados opuestos de una línea.”
― Adrienne Young, Fable

“I didn’t want to lose this feeling. Even if it wasn’t enough.”
― Lyla V. Mornny, Delicate Circles