N R Hart Love Quotes

Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is let someone love you.

I don't want perfect I want something real. Something that makes me feel.

We do not choose who we love but rather our souls choose for us.

And, most days she survives on coffee, poetry and love...romancing herself back to life.

But you were most beautiful when I saw all of you. Your scars and secrets.

Our souls fell in love long before we ever knew.

Her love is safe inside his heart for he is her armor.

She was a quiet girl, a thoughtful girl. But you never knew what was going in that pretty little head of hers. Whether she was planning a tea party; or a plot to take over the world.

Legend has it there is always a reason why souls meet. Maybe they found each other for reasons that weren't so different after all. They were two souls searching and found a home lost in each other. When souls find comfort in one another separation is not possible. The reasons they are brought together are no accident. Maybe she needed someone to show her how to live and he needed someone to show him how to love.

I had the wind knocked out of me today after I picked myself back up I decided I would become the fucking hurricane instead.

Maybe she needed someone to show her how to live and he needed someone to show him how to love.

I will love you hard enough to shed that armor you hold around your heart.

As long as I am breathing I will hope...and I will love with every last breath.

She loves deeply regardless of the love she gets back in return, and it is both her biggest strength, and her biggest weakness.

My soul is in love with your soul.

Only love can save us.

We were soul deep in love, our souls loved one another long before we ever knew this was a once in a lifetime love. One we cannot undo.

I miss you in a breathless desperate sort of way.

Listen to what your heart pumps for. It beats for what it loves.

Listen to what your heart pumps for. It beats for what is loves.

And, in the end what we will remember most is a beautiful heart and how it made us feel.

Forget the ones who tell you you are not enough and wait for the ones who tell you you are everything.

She wants a warrior lover, with wild eyes, strong hands and a poet's heart.

She was a quiet girl, a thoughtful girl. But you never could tell what was going on in that pretty little head of hers. Whether she was planning her next tea party; or a plot to take over the world.

I will always be the ever-hopeful completely hopeless romantic.

Many fall for her wild heart but so few know how to love her.

This heart; a stubborn one always feeling everything; all at once.

Yes, love can be wondrously complicated, it can be confusing, and it can be terrifying. But if it wasn’t all those things, then it isn’t love.

You don't always have to understand someone in order to love them.

I wanted to feel my life while I was living it. I did not want to get to the end of my life not loving what I was meant to love.

If I love you then I will turn you into poetry.

As a girl she was told to be seen and not heard, until one day she decided she had much to say... and became a legend instead.

You do not choose who you love but rather... our souls choose for us.

As long as I am breathing I will hope.. and I will love with every last breath

Girls like us we know of no other way to love; it takes everything we have.

I am so brave with love and yet, so weak.

But you were most beautiful when I saw all of you, scars and secrets.

Love isn’t a thinking thing. Love is a feeling thing.

Only the heart knows...what it did for love.

Legend has it there is always a reason why souls meet. Maybe they found each other for reasons that aren't so different after all. They were two souls searching and found a home lost in each other. When souls find comfort in one another separation is not possible. The reasons they are brought together are no accident... Maybe she needed someone to show her how to live and someone needed him how to love.

She was a quiet girl, a thoughtful girl. But, you were never quite sure what was going on inside that pretty little head of hers. Was it planning her next tea party; or plotting to take over the world.