Do You Love Me Quotes

Do you love me for me?… I don’t even love me for me.

We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.

Do you love me, do you wanna be my friend?

Random Girl after a hookup: “Do you love me” Tucker: “I don’t understand the question.

Do you love me? Means at last do you see the same truth I see? If you do, we are happy together; but when presently one of us passes into the perception of a new truth, we are divorced and the force of all nature cannot hold us to each other.

Do you love me because I’m beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me?

All songs have a message whether it’s I love you, do you love me or this government sucks in a basic format and then you expand upon your beliefs and your thinking process about what’s going on around you in the world.

How much do you love me?’ Midori asked. ‘Enough to melt all the tigers in the world to butter,’ I said.

A question like “do you love me?” was an itch our doctors told us not to scratch.

I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.

She tilted her head to one side, considering him. “Do you love me?” “Love is a trick and a sham. A foolish plague and a lie and a torment.” “Do you love me?” she repeated, quite calmly. Knowing the answer. “Yes, may it curse my soul.” “May it save your soul,” she said.

“Who am I, that you should love me?” “You are My Queen,” said Eugenides. She sat perfectly still, looking at him without moving as his words dropped like water into dry earth. “Do you believe me?” he asked. “Yes,” she answered. “Do you love me?” “Yes.” “I love you.” And she believed him.

Once a man has won a woman’s love, the love is his forever. He can only lose the woman.

Emerson said, Do you love me? means Do you see the same truth?-Or at least, “Do you care about the same truth?

There are only two questions that human beings have ever fought over, all through history. ‘How much do you love me?’ And, ‘Who’s in charge?’ Everything else is somehow manageable. But these two questions of love and control undo us all, trip us up and cause war, grief, and suffering.

Moon, moon, when you leave me alone all the darkness is an utter blackness, a pit of fear, a stench, hands unreasonable never to touch. But I love you. Do you love me. What to say when you see me.

Do you love me?’ he asked instead. ‘Because if you don’t, I’d wait until you did. I’d wait weeks and months and years.