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For you are you, and I am I, and once we were we… but as long as I exist and so do you – know that I will always love you.
A great poet has seldom sung of lawfully wedded happiness, but of free and secret love; and in this respect, too the time is coming when there will no longer be one standard of morality for poetry and another for life. To anyone tender of conscience, the ties formed by a free connection are stronger than the legal ones.
Silence is full of the unspoken, of deeds undone, of confessions to secret love, and of wonders not expressed. Our truth is hidden in our silence, Yours and I.
All differences in this world are of degree, and not of kind, because oneness is the secret of everything.
…the sad part is, that I will probably end up loving you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you. Some people might find that strange. But the truth of it is that the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on you as a person, is in no way relative to the amount of time you have known them.
She broke my heart over and over, day after day, but I love her.
Our parting was like a stalemate…. Neither of us won. Yet both of us lost. And worse still … that unshakable feeling that nothing was ever really finished.
I didn’t love you to seek revenge. I didn’t love you out of loneliness or unhappiness. I didn’t love you for any of the misguided reasons that time might convince you I did. I just loved you because you’re you.
The last time I felt alive – I was looking into your eyes. Breathing your air…. touching your skin… … Saying goodbye…. The last time I felt alive…. I was dying.
Perhaps people like us cannot love. Ordinary people can - that is their secret.
Music and rhythm find their way into the secret places of the soul
I write what I love. I will not stop – even when my hand hurts…. …. because I cannot stop – even though my heart hurts….
A woman is at heart – a wild creature. But the creature itself … that depends on you. (His wild rabbit – your wild horse)
You’re everything to me. But at best, I’m just a memory to you.
If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard. And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.
When I get married, it'll be no secret.
I don’t think you ever really understood…. …. All the love I had in the world went to you.
Everybody wants their own little place in the world. And maybe mine is here… Loving you from a distance…
Though these words will never find you, I hope that you knew I was thinking of you today….. and that I was wishing you every happiness. Love Always, The girl you loved once.
I’d never dreamed anybody could love me the way he did. And even when he proved it to me time and again – I still could hardly believe it was true.
I need to stop running back to you in my mind all the time.
A kiss…. ….. is just a kiss…. Until it’s all you reminisce. (Then the memory becomes your most treasured possession.)
Our heart glows, and secret unrest gnaws at the root of our being. Dealing with the unconscious has become a question of life for us.
It’s painful, loving someone from afar. Watching them – from the outside. The once familiar elements of their life reduced to nothing more than occasional mentions in conversations and faces changing in photographs….. They exist to you now as nothing more than living proof that something can still hurt you … with no contact at all.
Only when every one of us and every nation learns the secret of love for all mankind will the world become a great orchestra, following the beat of the Greatest Conductor of all.
Though I never really had you…. … to me you will always be the one that got away.
We all have secrets we keep locked away from the rest of the world. Friendship we pretend. Relationships we hide. But worst of all is the love we never let show; the most dangerous secret a person can bury are those we keep for ourselves.
I had someone once who made every day mean something. And now…. I am lost…. And nothing means anything anymore.
People who are in power make their arrangements in secret, largely as a way of maintaining and furthering that power.
I had always wanted to hear those words. I had always wanted to be your girl.
Pektusan kaya kita, para naman manalaman mong mahal kita
I think, a secret love is something none of your friends would understand. And it's like a fairy tale, but more serious.
My heart’s been empty since you left - but still I refuse to put up a vacancy sign. I’m just not ready for anybody else to move in yet.
The first time you marry for love, the second for money, and the third for companionship.
Do you have a girlfriend?' 'No,' I said quickly. Deny Honour again. Peter only denied Jesus three times. I must have denied Honour like three thousand times.
Deep down, I think everybody wants to be ‘the one’ to someone. I don’t know if I’ve ever been that person to anyone else – but I do know you are that person to me. You are the one. The only one. And you always will be.
I believe in love at first sight… But it’s not the first moment you lay eyes on a person, it’s the moment you first see the person they truly are.
I couldn't help but think of Al's pre-ordained betrothal to Billo and of how hard the match-makers had worked to find the girl beautiful enough to match this extraordinary man - this extraordinary man of mine.
I know he wasn’t perfect… But he did the best impression of it I’ve ever seen.
The secret to humor is surprise.
You protect your being when you love yourself better. That's the secret.
Your memory feels like home to me. So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it’s way back to you.
Pektusan kaya kita, para naman malaman mo na MAHAL KITA.
Growing up, my dolls were doctors and on secret missions. I had Barbie Goes Rambo.
I can understand where he's coming from... I too was once secretly in love with you, and I could do nothing but watch from afar. Being close to you while pretending that we're nothing more than friends. The first time I touched you with sexual intention, it was like an electrical current flowing through my fingertips and it paralyzed me. I wanted to make your senses go numb with pleasure. Not only physical pleasure, but desire too, deep inside.
Seated across is a silent affair looking into my eyes; blurring the loud scenery. An incapable dream, an unimagined union-I whisper. Then you close your eyes and your soul yells my name. I cradle your peace back-with a sigh and kiss your thought away. Because we are an incomplete pair of Romeo and Juliet left alive by the Montagues and the Capulets; killed by the distance of the sun and the moon.
In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order.
Better to live with the guilty secret than the open truth of their life together - that they were bound by the habit of illicit lust, mutual degradation.
It hurts that I was just one page in the book of your life… But what hurts more is knowing you’ll revise that chapter someday…. ….. and you’ll erase me completely.
What is it about a secret love that makes everything they do shine, everything they say sound like a sonnet and every expression they make perfect, when to everyone else you speak to they're quite ordinary. It's a cruel sort of thing.