Starcrossed Lovers Quotes

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

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

“Dear Matthew-
There's one more thing I didn't get to tell you that night in my bedroom. Here it is: I love you. I'm in love with you. I have been for a long time. This might seem like a strange thing for me to say given the fact we aren't speaking to each other. But I've decided that it's possible to love someone for entirely selfless reasons, for all of their flaws and weaknesses, and still not succeed in having them love you back. It's sad perhaps, but not tragic, unless you dwell forever in the pursuit of their elusive affections.”
― Cammie McGovern, Say What You Will

“We were doomed from the start. A lost cause. A losing battle. And yet, in that narrow instant, I didn't give a single fuck.”
― Julie Johnson, Erasing Faith

“Nothing is as deadly as the love of a powerful man.”
― Nenia Campbell, Cease and Desist

“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

“Sometimes fate is what you make it, and I'm making my life with you.”
― Leisa Rayven, Wicked Heart

“But this kiss? It's ruined me. This is the type of kiss I never knew existed. It's like falling and flying, all in the same moment.”
― Leisa Rayven, Wicked Heart

“He was sorry, genuinely sorry, for the pain she was in. Yet the revelation had caused certain other feelings—feelings he usually kept under tight rein, considering them both misguided and dangerous—to flex inside him, to test their strength against their restraining bonds.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“He was waiting, I think, for me to cross that space and take him in my arms again—waiting, as one waits at a deathbed for the miracle one dare not disbelieve, which will not happen.”
― James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room

“Oh yes, it's very tragic. Why does everyone always like love stories? What about absence-of-love stories? Aren't they much more common?”
― Gabrielle Zevin, Because It Is My Blood

“Between earth and heaven, this woman must be the most evil and the most hated person ever, yet between earth and heaven, she was also the softest, the gentlest.”
― Feng Nong, A Lonesome Fragrance Waiting to be Appreciated Vol. 1

“Nina remembered the first time she'd seen Matthias in a moonlit Kaelish wood. His beauty had seemed unfair to her. In another life, she might have believed he was coming to rescue her, a shining saviour with golden hair and eyes the pale blue of northern glaciers. But she'd known the truth of him by the language he spoke, and by the disgust on his face every time his eyes lighted on her. Matthias Helvar was a drüskelle, one of the Fjerdan witchhunters tasked with hunting down Grisha to face trial and execution, though to her he'd always resembled a warrior Saint, illuminated in gold.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

“She was limp and pathetic and woozy and I loved her, I realised, even more because I knew how completely it was doomed.”
― Olivia Sudjic, Sympathy

“In other words, they belong to types that could fall in love, but couldn't live together.”
― E.M. Forster, Howards End

“His kiss is a broken promise on borrowed time. His touch is faulty fuse struck with the hottest match. We possess all the potential in the world without an ounce of fulfillment. We are a lost cause, doomed before our inception.”
― Evie East, Dirty Halo

“In this world, those who have fallen in love cannot make clear judgements.”
― Feng Nong, A Lonesome Fragrance Waiting to be Appreciated Vol. 1

“And why love things you were destined to lose? Why let yourself feel things if the feelings were doomed to die?”
― Garth Risk Hallberg

“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

“I did love her in a way, but it was under the sign of doom.”
― Iris Murdoch, Henry and Cato

“Marry me, Rachel.'

'Not yet.'

'Tomorrow, Rachel. Marry me.'

'Maybe tomorrow.'

'There is no common blood between us. Say it,' pleads Zachariah.

'There is no common blood between us,' murmurs Rachel.

'I am not your brother.'

'I know.'

He traces her face with his swollen fingers, across the brow bones and down the zygomatics, and along the jaw from earlobe to chin, sweeping away the brine as he goes.

'I am your Wolff,' he says.

'And I am your Wolff,' she replies.

Let the day begin.”
― Emma Richler, Be My Wolff

“They say pale gilded flowers once blossomed here. They twinkled with excitement beneath the bright ardor of this sun. Each bearing a glint of hope that could heal the most broken of hearts. Yet, in disappointment . . . and regret—I found it to be a lie.

For a long time, I lived in that lie. Hatefully ignorant of the person I had to become. If not for her wisdom, the only constant of my journey would be death. In her, we had found hope . . . . . . and it haunts me knowing she’s somewhere out there—alone.

I will walk to the ends of the world, until the Gold from the sun dwindles away . . . if it means I can find you.”
― H.S. Crow

“She knew that he wasn’t asleep.

He knew she knew of his pretense.”
― Feng Nong

“He was crazy with longing, drenched with worry and hellish torment.”
― Feng Nong, เฟิงน่ง, 风弄

“She was the Qin Goddess of Gui Le, He Xia’s maid, the former highest ranking Bei Mo army official and at the same time, the Duke of Zhen-Bei’s wife.”
― Feng Nong, A Lonesome Fragrance Waiting to be Appreciated Vol. 1

“I took my time finding you, my love. Please forgive me. I didn’t know.”
― Naomi Loud, Was I Ever Here

“Avalon is full of desperate people.’ She bites at her lower lip this time, fumbling her hands, knitting her fingers into the bundle of plastic coin bags in her grasp.
‘Are you implying that I’m desperate?’ I say, one eyebrow tilting.
‘You don’t need to be desperate… you can have anyone... I…’ she trails off. Looking up and trying to search the line of shops for the bank. I repulse her, I make her want to run. Why is this so hard? I need to get inside of her, I need to know what she is thinking, what she is wanting.
It surely isn’t me she wants. Not to the extent that I… want her.
‘You?’ I entice her to finish her sentence but she doesn’t, she stares off into the bustling crowds, memory flashing her eyes with a darkness.
‘Madi wouldn’t fumble like this.’
Oh, she would fumble, but not in the way you are, Elli.
‘You’re not her, Elli.’ I entice her again, trying to force the dark memory, the sadness from her.
‘No, if I was, you wouldn’t have wanted anyone else.’
A breath hitches in her throat, she puts a hand over her mouth and says something else, her cheeks dance a shade of red that brightens and brightens until she apologises and quickens her pace. I chuckle, pulling at her arm and encircling one around her waist, pulling her back to me. Beneath my touch, her body trembles. When I raise my hand, my palm touching her cheek, I am sure she isn’t breathing.
‘I don’t want anyone, Elli.’ My eyes burn, consuming her with my gaze. She is like a frightful deer, struggling beneath me with a gaze that cannot quite meet mine. When she does, it is only for a brief second before falling down and all I see is the gentle flutter of her raven flashes.
‘I told you. I want someone I cannot have.’
‘That is a really harsh way of telling someone you’re not interested.”
― Charlotte Munro, Grey October

“Good brother, kill as many enemies as you can. We can compare who killed the most on the way to the afterlife.”
― Feng Nong, A Lonesome Fragrance Waiting to be Appreciated Vol. 1

“The Hussar never does see his English Katherine again except in dreams and hopes and luxurious regret, and the child he dreams turns out to be a boy, not a girl, with flyaway hair.”
― Emma Richler, Be My Wolff