Lovers are weapons, but love is a wound.

There are lots of love stories here.....They either end happily or everyone dies.

Ah, love. That’s what the world has lost. There’s no more love, only the illusion of it.

Love unrequited is violent. He loves you so much that he's turned it into hate.

I've loved you since the day I stole the atlas for you," Gabriel says, because he thinks I'm asleep.

It doesn't matter how much his mother loves him; love is not enough to keep any of us alive.