Best 470 quotes in «soulmates quotes» category

But you’re right about one thing: he’s my best friend. I know him very well, and no matter what he said or did tonight, I’ve never seen him act this way with another girl. No one,” he repeated, “except you.

By fate or forgery, our dances are entwined for eternity.

Chase shook his head, his jaw set stubbornly. "You say that our responsibilities to the city have to come first. Not for me. My mate has to come first, every time.

Close your eyes for a while The image that conjures is your soulmate Don’t pause, rush and say what you feel After all time and tide for none wait…

Dancing was like sex, and I knew when she and I were together it would be amazing. Physical desire and lust had nothing to do with it. We just understood when the other person would move before the actually did it.

Dear Judy Blume, why didn’t you write a book about how to survive talking to your centuries-old, super-duper experienced, smoking-hot soul mate about sex for the first time ever? That book would have been extremely helpful in preparing me for this incredibly awkward situation.

Despite the love songs humankind churns out like butter, true lovers don't come together every day. As the Mercinaries ply their trade - destroying hope, crushing compassion, inciting war and violence - soul-mated pairs are becoming an endangered species.

Diamonds are a girl's best friend until love introduces her to her soulmate.

Do all the things NOW that you were waiting to do until AFTER your SoulMate arrived!

Did you ever stop to think that even if I am a monster, I might be your soulmate anyway?

Ember was mine. The other half of me. And I would fight Talon, St George, and the entire d world to keep her safe.

Do you get it now asshole? I will go down fighting for you, for me, for us. I'm not giving you an option to push me away. I don't care that you're afraid of corrupting me. I love you Tristan. All of you- the dark, the light, the love, the hate. I see it all and I love it all, because who you are is exactly who I am. We're two halves of the same soul and nothing will tear us apart, not even you. So you can either accept it or not, but I'm never leaving you, not in this lifetime, or the next.

Do you know, when I am with you I am not afraid at all. It is a magic altogether curious that happens inside the heart. I wish I could take it with me when I leave. It is sad, my Grey. We are constrained by the rules of this Game we play. There is not one little place under those rules for me to be with you happily. Or apart happily, which is what makes it so unfair. I have discovered a curious fact about myself. An hour ago I was sure you were dead, and it hurt very much. Now you are alive, and it is only that I must leave you, and I find that even more painful. That is not at all logical. Do you know the Symposium, Grey? The Symposium of Plato. [He] says that lovers are like two parts of an egg that fit together perfectly. Each half is made for the other, the single match to it. We are incomplete alone. Together, we are whole. All men are seeking that other half of themselves. Do you remember? I think you are the other half of me. It was a great mix-up in heaven. A scandal. For you there was meant to be a pretty English schoolgirl in the city of Bath and for me some fine Italian pastry cook in Palermo. But the cradles were switched somehow, and it all ended up like this…of an impossibility beyond words. I wish I had never met you. And in all my life I will not forget lying beside you, body to body, and wanting you.

Do you think your soul is more beautiful than your body?

En las horas más oscuras de mi existencia Brynne ha sido mi luz. Mi amante, capaz de ver dentro de mi alma atormentada y liberarme

E mettiti in testa che la persona giusta non esiste. Esistono solo persone che sono più adatte." "Più adatte?" "Più adatte, più compatibili... Come dite voi? Quella giusta esiste solo all'inizio, quando non capisci niente perchè pensi solo a darti baci. (...) Sai, lavorando in treno ho capito un sacco di cose. Anzi, quasi tutto. Ho ascoltato discussioni, discorsi... ho visto gente senza biglietto ma con gli occhi pieni di amore. E poi li ho visti un po' di mesi dopo, con l'abbonamento in regola e che a malapena si parlavano.

Do you ever feel like this? You're moving through the world, encountering people left and right but there's something not quite present - like you KNOW there's more to them, but it's like they're sleeping. Or closed. And so, somehow, you have to close a little, too. Then you meet someone who side-slides into the room of life and screams, "I'm alive! I'm present! Here I am!" And you think, "There you are! I KNEW you were alive. I've been looking everywhere for you!" And you can tell they're awake. And even if you ended up hating them later, you would love them because they weren't sleeping, and with them you didn't have to sleep, either. I'm pretty sure that's what makes real friends happen.

Every event in life — the rejections, the relationships, all the embarrassing things you do will lead you to the person you are destined to be with. You may want to change certain things about your past, but everything has been just another chapter in your book of life. If you don’t believe me, buy a book — any book — and rip out an entire chapter — any chapter — and read it. Now, get a full copy of the same book and read it again. Odds are you’ll find that chapter pieced everything together the way it was supposed to be.

Et ces deux âmes, sœurs tragiques, s'envolèrent ensemble, l'ombre de l'une mêlée à la lumière de l'autre.

Every good thing comes to some kind of end, and then the really good things come to a beginning again.

Every day is its own infinity, every hour, its own eternity, every minute, its own forever.

Everything around her was in a fog; the intense light that always shone in his aqua blue eyes was the only thing in focus, but it was suddenly unknown... different... almost embarrassing.

Far away soul in a dreamy state Forgotten slumber seemingly late Pure rhythmic love now rising higher Unclad passion our only attire

For as long as I could remember, other people had either overshadowed me or left me out in the open, alone. But Mac, as Layla had said all those weeks ago, was always somewhere nearby. He left me enough space to stand alone, but stood at the ready for the moment that I didn’t want to. It was the perfect medium, I was learning. Like he was my saint, the one I’d been waiting for.

For better or worse, he was my soul mate. The other half of me. In many ways, he was my reflection.

For my sake,” he said firmly, addressing the air in front of him as though it were a tribunal, “I dinna want ye to bear another child. I wouldna risk your loss, Sassenach,” he said, his voice suddenly husky. “Not for a dozen bairns. I’ve daughters and sons, nieces and nephews, grandchildren—weans enough.” He looked at me directly then, and spoke softly. “But I’ve no life but you, Claire.” He swallowed audibly, and went on, eyes fixed on mine. “I did think, though . . . if ye do want another child . . . perhaps I could still give ye one.

For soul mates to be born in different centuries was one thing. To be immortal and meet the one woman meant to be yours and not to be able to claim her was more punishment than any man should have to endure.

For you i have saved poems under my skin.

Find someone who will love your sensuality more than your body.

Giving someone a piece of your soul is better than giving a piece of your heart. Because souls are eternal.

Goddamnit, in your Love Fever I am suffering from Heart Tumor You must be adept …you Pretty Charmer I am falling for you…in this Indian Summer

Gods must be crazy Flowers must be daisy Clouds must be hazy Winds must be lazy What else it could be… My heart must be in love lately…

Haunted by the longing to feel something real, deep and magical; I searched for shared ecstasy... that's when you came along.

Eyes are funny things, and when two people have been thinking at the same level of consciousness and their wandering gazes meet, they pierce right through to the back of each other's mind.

- Ezer világon és tízezer életen át is kereslek majd, amíg meg nem talállak. - Én pedig várok majd rá, minden világban és minden életben...

From the moment I saw you, I wanted you in my dreams

GEN: What you are doesn’t matter to me. Who you are does.

Gifted Deirdre cast the spell that enabled our souls to eventually be reunited. She couldn't bear for us to be apart, and neither could I.

Hear this now. Nothing, not even death, will keep me from loving you. Though this body may wither and become a dry shell, my spirit will pursue you until the end of time. We will never be apart.” He covered her mouth with his and tasted her blood. Trailing tender kisses across her cheek and jawline, he nestled against her neck. “Eternally yours,” he whispered. She clutched his head and offered her throat. “Together forever,” she responded. Broderick hesitated, her erratic pulse beating against his tongue. “Give me peace,” she whispered in a tortured breath. “Do this for me.” “I will love you forever, Davina.” His fangs pierced her cool skin and Broderick drank the life from his wife, granting her wish…and tormenting his already damned soul.

He could no longer pretend not to have been brought to his knees by her blows, and he could no longer avoid the sentiments that his heart forced him to feel.

He didn't take any of my shit. I needed that.

He felt a happiness stirring deep inside him, shining a light into recesses of his soul that had long been devoured by darkness.

He knew it was a horrible time, but seeing her kicked his heart into overdrive.

he knew she was not a goddess, because she was much more. she was the glow from the way-beyond, and when he saw her light, felt her warmth, absorbed her energy, he knew with such a certainty, finally, what love truly was

He prayed for the day when he'd become her North Star, a trusted and true destination she longed for. He would then be awakened in the night and she would be there, not as an aberration but as safe a port as he had ever known and one he would never want to leave. He, in turn, would light her sky with a love she had never known, and would never need search for again.

He permeated my heart with his adoring love he fed my body with his body, he doused my wanting desperate lips, my aching skin with sonnets and erotic intimacy.

He searched for my gaze and the second he found it, I cracked a smile. “There it is.” He palmed his chest again and sighed. “All is right in the world again.

He's made me believe I'm worth love of the liquid kind, you know, the kind that seeps to all my damaged parts.

He’s not yet realized that by giving away nothing but barefaced lies he’s come to wither and rot inside. But she’s still looking for him into the void of his cold heart.

He walked the beach the same as before, a single set of footprints praying for the Sun to rise. The whispering Ocean assured him it would all come, a promise to rise and wipe the memories away.