Old Love Quotes

“That's the trouble, I can't forget him. He was everything to me, except mine.”
― Jennifer Worth, The Midwife: A Memoir of Birth, Joy, and Hard Times

“They were now both ready, not to begin from scratch, but to continue with a love that had survived for thirteen years in hibernation. They were no longer travellers without baggage. They were no longer twenty. They'd both been around the block a bit and had suffered without the other. They'd both lost their way without the other. 
Each had tried to find love with other people.
But all that was now finished.”
― Guillaume Musso, Que serais-je sans toi?

“She looked different. Oh yes, that was it - I didn't love her anymore. 
People do look different when you fall out of love with them.”
― Jessica Thompson, This is a Love Story

“Children, don't hold on to old love so hard you forget to live. Old love isn't the only love you'll ever have. And I can tell you from this side that it never really goes away, anyway.
So let go.
Whatever you're holding on to, let go.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, Other Birds

“She's finding it hard to cope - her hopes have been dashed, the future she dreamed about has gone and she's scared about that. There's nothing in its place. She wants you back. She doesn't want to let go of everything it meant to her. 
Because the world seems horribly big and empty. Because the future is a very frightening concept when you'd previously planned on sharing it with someone. Because she's a girl, she's a romantic and she fears if she lets  go of her dream, she'll live a nightmare. Because she has a hope and she fears if she lets her hope go, who will she be?
The effort, the pain of clinging on is preferable to the wide-open fear of letting go.”
― Freya North, Chances

“Villanelle for my valentine

Old love, I thought I'd never see the time
because of all we've done and often said
when I'd be yours, my dear, and you'd be mine.

And what relief to soften, and resign
the battle of the heart over the head.
old love, I thought I'd never see the time

when qualms and cold feet that could undermine
all we've held out for, dissipate instead
now that I'm yours, my dear and you are mine.

I'm still amazed how our two lives align
the two of us! A pair! Take it as read,
old love, I thought I'd never see the time

The tangle of our jumpers in the line,
the battle for the blankets in our bed
confirm that I am yours, and you are mine.

So then, this is my pledge, my valentine:
my hand's in yours for all that lies ahead.
Oh love, there's never been a better time
now that I'm yours, and finally, you're mine.”
― Elise Valmorbida, The Book of Happy Endings: True Stories About Finding Love

“He just hijacks me. I love him. And I won't be able to give anyone a real chance until that's over.”
― Dorothy Koomson, Marshmallows for Breakfast

“Within her presence, I had once been used
to feeling—trembling—wonder, dissolution;
but that was long ago. Still, though my soul,
now she was veiled, could not see her directly,
by way of hidden force that she could move,
I felt the mighty power of old love.”
― Dante Alighieri

“I have an idea that this is what enduring love really means. Your memories of a girl at seventeen become as real and vivid as the middle-aged woman sitting in front of you. It is a happy sort of double vision, this seeing and remembering. To be seen this way is to be known.”
― William Landay, Defending Jacob

“She was something he knew he had missed: the flower of life.”
― Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence

“I miss her face, its beauty, and its beauty lost.”
― Sebastian Barry

“Here she is mending her dress; mending her dress as usual, he thought; here she’s been sitting all the time I’ve been in India; mending her dress; playing about; going to parties; running to the House and back and all that, he thought, growing more and more irritated, more and more agitated, for there’s nothing in the world so bad for some women as marriage, he thought; and politics; and having a Conservative husband, like the admirable Richard. So it is, so it is, he thought, shutting his knife with a snap.”
― Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

“I have loved since you. But when the new paint gets scratched, there you are underneath.”
― Joey Comeau

“Sometimes, I wish we never ended this way
Wish you never hurt me this way.
And you wish the same too,
you never told me but, I know.”
― Verliza Gajeles

“And then I realized that love is like a helium balloon. You know the one which flies away into the sky if you don’t hold it by its strings? No matter how much I tried to break my string, the balloon always remained there. Know why? Because maybe unknown to yourself, you were holding a couple of strings as well”
― Sapan Saxena, Unns: The Captivation

“Maybe she'd ended up going to Ireland because whilst visiting her father she'd bumped into an old love from her youth, perhaps even her ex? Such spontaneous acts really only worked with men left over from earlier in your life.”
― Eva Heller, Beim nächsten Mann wird alles anders

“Og jeg var så kjær i ham, å hele verden blev borte når han kom. Jeg husker en mand som kunde komme gående! Han hadde fuldskjæg, han var som et dyr, han stanset iblandt og holdt den ene fot oppe og lyttet, så gik han videre. Han brukte også skindklær.”
― Knut Hamsun, Rosa

“I wanted to rewind time to feel those brief seconds again because I will never going to get the chance to feel that again.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, If There's No Tomorrow

“Her mind was obsessively playing and replaying his words of five minutes ago. And finally she could contain them no longer.
" 'Was she pretty?' " she mimicked the vicar's creaky tones. " 'Very,' " she answered, in a very good imitation of the viscount's own baritone.
Kit snorted a laugh.
But really, Kit had waxed almost lyrical about Caroline Allston---Caro, no doubt. Susannah wondered of Caro was carved on the viscount's heart the way it was on the oak, scarred and thick with age.”
― Julie Anne Long, Beauty and the Spy

“It’s a ground floor apartment in the old part of Hadport. I don’t see much of Mrs. Zarnac, who lives upstairs. Lonely-looking older men visit her, And when she cooks for them vinegar smells waft down. Crosses my mind he might be pickling them alive, one after another, for some dark embalming project.”
― Liz Jensen, The Rapture

“Courtrooms (can) be exciting arenas where combating attorneys (fight) out issues of life and death, but there (is) nothing exciting about a courtroom where tired old loves (go) to die, or to be exhumed for delayed post-mortem.”
― Helen Nielsen

“That night, a cold breeze swept into Bridgewater. The leaves went fluttering like butterflies, and Judge Abbott began to have what he later called “the orchard dreams.”
Every night far into the following year, he dreamed of Jodee McGowen reclining nude by the Smoaky Lake, like she was Eve lying in a cluster of reeds in the oldest garden in the world.”
― Jodi Lynn Anderson, The Secrets of Peaches

“You were the best i ever had
Maybe poison isn't that bad”
― Essawy