Young Love Quotes

Heart of my heart, the world is young;
Love lies hidden in every rose!
Every song that the skylark sung
Once, we thought, must come to a close:
Now we know the spirit of song,
Song that is merged in the chant of the whole,
Hand in hand as we wander along,
What should we doubt of the years that roll?

War loves to seek its victims in the young.

Boy lovers and the lesbians who have young lovers… are not child molesters. The child abusers are priests, teachers, therapists, cops and parents who force their staid morality onto the young people in their custody.

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you

They say that love is always blind and that explains so much, young lovers always seem so prone to use their sense of touch.

Being loved keeps you young.

Young love don’t know nothin’ when the radio plays you sing along. When she’s holding on you just can’t get close enough, you swear it’s sent from above. It’s real,it’s good, and it’s young love

Be brave, young lovers, and follow your star.

My young love said to me,’My brothers won’t mind, And my parents won’t slight you for your lack of kind.’ Then she stepped away from me, and this she did say, ‘It will not be long, love, till our wedding day.

I believe love is what makes the world go round. No matter how old or young, love is why we are here. It is the very essence of one’s being.

Young love is wild and outrageous, laughing at moderation and blinding us to common sense.

Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.

We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.

All young lovers, whoever you are, I hope your troubles are few. All my good wishes go with you tonight. I’ve been in love like you.

It is very natural for a young friend and a young lover to think the persons they love have nothing to do but to please them.

Heart of my heart, the world is young;
Love lies hidden in every rose!

Young lovers are always doomed.

They had become a fixed star in the shifting firmament of the high school’s relationships, the acknowledged Romeo and Juliet. And she knew with sudden hatefulness that there was one couple like them in every white suburban high school in America.

She was the kind of girlfriend God gives you young, so you’ll know loss the rest of your life.

We have done with Hope and Honour. we are lost to Love and Truth, We are dropping down the ladder rung by rung; And the measure of our torment is the measure of our youth. God help us, for we knew the worst too young!

People thought I was very pro-computer. I was on the cover of Wired magazine. [Then things began to change. In the early 80s,] we met this technology and became smitten like young lovers. But today our attachment is unhealthy.

I had a babysitter when I was 12 or younger. I had a big crush on her. She was really spontaneous and fun and loved to make us sing and dance and paint. She was the coolest person in the world. I guess I did have my young love. I did everything to impress her. Everything possible. It was just ridiculous.

When you’re in young love your pulse pounds, your palms sweat, and there are butterflies in your stomach. It’s like diarrhea for your heart.

It’s morning when I go to sleep
In the distant dawn a church bell rings
Another day is coming on
A baby’s born, an old man dies
Somewhere young lovers kiss good-bye
I leave my soul and just move on
And wish that I was there to sing this song

Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.

Sure
love is cruel
and selfish
and totally obtuse–
at least, blinded by the light,
young love is.

O tender yearning, sweet hoping!
The golden time of first love!
The eye sees the open heaven,
The heart is intoxicated with bliss;
O that the beautiful time of young love
Could remain green forever.

April, the angel of the months, the young love of the year.

We’re smitten with technology. And we’re afraid, like young lovers, that too much talking might spoil the romance. But it’s time to talk.

Swift doth young Love flee, And we stand wakened, shivering from our dream.

The more we come in contact with animals and observe their behaviour, the more we love them, for we see how great is their care of the young.

They say that true love hurts, well this could almost kill me young love murder, that is what this must be I would give it all to not be sleeping alone

Oh, what is young love! The urge of the race. A blaze that ends in babies or ashes.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

In two novels written forty years apart, a man and a woman tell stories of their love. . . . Taken together they provide an unusually touching story of young love unable to prevail against an opposition whose strength was tragically buttressed by the uncertainties of a cultural divide.

I don’t trust tragedies much. It’s easy to make a person sad by showing him something tragic. We all recognize when sad things happen: someone dies, someone loses a loved one, young love is crushed. It’s much harder to make a man laugh-what’s funny to one person isn’t funny to another.

You know you’re in love when you stop comparing.

Being blinded by young love. I remember the feeling, when I first fell in love – you don’t see the world the same way that other people see it. You don’t see the same boundaries.

I believe love is bittersweet, especially young love.

When you encounter that first love, a young love, you do feel that your story is original. You are utterly convinced that your story has never been told before, because it hasn’t.

I’m not sure why we romanticize ‘young love,’ or love in general…It just leads to the idea that either your love is pure, perfect and eternal, and you are storybook-compatible in every way with no problems, or you’re LYING when you say ‘I love you.