Marian Keyes Love Quotes & Sayings

Some think love can be measured by the amount of butterflies in their tummy. Others think love can be measured in bunches of flowers, or by using the words 'for ever.' But love can only truly be measured by actions. It can be a small thing, such as peeling an orange for a person you love because you know they don't like doing it. — Marian Keyes

No one knows how strong they are until they have to be. — Marian Keyes

He didn't even attempt to smile and I knew then that I had lost him. — Marian Keyes

Perhaps one day in the far-off future, when I'm about eighty-nine, I might look back and say, "When I was a young-ish woman I fell in love with an intense charismatic man. He was way out of my league and when it ended it nearly killed me, but every woman should experience that sort of love once in their lives. Only once, mind, you mightn't survive a second bout. A bit like dengue fever, that way." I — Marian Keyes

No one can resurrect love once it has breathed its last. — Marian Keyes

Because you promised? But you've promised me load of things. Like to cherish me and to love till death do us part. — Marian Keyes

Don't make the mistake of letting pride get in the way of forgiveness. You still love him. He still loves you. Don't throw it all away just because your feelings are hurt. — Marian Keyes

Honestly, if you're looking for love and you're not too choosy, hang around a hardware store fingering screws. — Marian Keyes

Todays uplifting phrase is love your body exactly as it is. Yout think it is imperfect and you're right, but its only goning to get worse. — Marian Keyes

They say the path of true love never runs smooth. Well, Luke and my true love's path didn't run at all, it limped along in new boots that were chafing its heels. Blistered and cut, red and raw, every hopping, lopsided step, a little slice of agony. — Marian Keyes

Love is blind, there was no doubt about it. In Tara's case it was also deaf, dumb, dyslexic, had a bad hip and the beginnings of Alzheimer's — Marian Keyes

You will go on and meet someone else and I'll just be a chapter in your tale, but for me, you were, you are and you always will be, the whole story. — Marian Keyes

If it was that beautiful, why did I leave you — Marian Keyes

Failed relationships can be described as so much wasted make-up. — Marian Keyes

Love and kindness go hand in hand. — Marian Keyes

If he says he doesn't love you anymore and does love this other woman, you've got to accept it. Maybe he will come back, maybe he won't, but either way, you've got to live through this. — Marian Keyes

Although will never love anyone again, don't want to become bitter. Or creative. — Marian Keyes

Why can't we love the right people? what is so wrong with us that we rush into situations to which we are manifestly unsuited, which will hurt us and others? why are we given emotions which we cannot control and which move in exact contradiction to what we really want? we are walking conflicts, internal battles on legs. — Marian Keyes

You think that all a cruel-looking man needs is the love of a good woman and then he won't be cruel any more. But he stays cruel and you eat your heart out. — Marian Keyes

If it is made with love, the imperfect becomes perfect. — Marian Keyes

I love Prada. Not so much the clothes, which are for malnourished thirteen-year-olds, but I covet, with covety covetousness, the shoes and handbags. Like, I LOVE them. If I was given a choice between world peace and a Prada handbag, I'd dither. (I'm not proud of this, I'm only saying.) — Marian Keyes

That's the thing with relationships, I understood: it doesn't mean we don't hurt one another; how can we help it sometimes, we're only human. But if you love someone, you get hurt and you manage to forgive. And be forgiven. — Marian Keyes

Her world had shrunk - no matter who she was with, she'd prefer to be with him. That's what happened when you fell in love - you only want to see them. — Marian Keyes

He's a waiter, not a Mafia stooge, so what's he going to do? Blac pepper them to death? Compliment them into a coma? Run them over with the dessert trolley? — Marian Keyes

Is it not strange,' she said, 'that a little cruelty makes them love me all the more? — Marian Keyes

Love is an emotion. It can't be seen or touched, and it is experienced differently by everyone, therefore it is difficult to measure. — Marian Keyes