“He sighed deeply; to fall in love at first sight with this malodorous sleeping girl, with, as far as he could see.”

He thought that he had never seen anyone quite as beautiful, so absolutely necessary to his happiness. It wasn’t the first time he had fallen in love, but he knew that this was the last.

One falls in and out of love, but when one loves that is an entirely different matter, for that lasts through life and beyond, and is a rare thing.

The idea of a future without her wasn’t to be borne. She had by some mysterious metamorphosis become more beautiful than anyone else he had ever encountered.

No pretentions to beauty or even good looks, was something he had not expected. But falling in love, he had always understood, was unpredictable, and, as far as he was concerned, irrevocable.

To be sure you know no actual good of me, but nobody thinks of that when they fall in love.

Falling in love and having a relationship are two different things.

Don’t you fall in love, don’t make me make you fall in love. Nobody needs to fall in love.

Let’s stripe down our shields & fall into each other arms.

Fall in love with someone who never stops loving you.

As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.

One does not fall “in” or “out” of love. One grows in love.

Fall in love fast, make sure I handle it delicate.