Dying Love Quotes

“People you love never die. That is what Omai had said, all those years ago. And he was right. They don't die. Not completely. They live in your mind, the way they always lived inside you. You keep their light alive. If you remember them well enough, they can still guide you, like the shine of long-extinguished stars could guide ships in unfamiliar waters.”
― Matt Haig, How to Stop Time

“Love will commit, or love will commit suicide.”
― Anthony Liccione

“Falling in love is sudden, easy, and fun. It’s like a child going down a playground slide. Falling out of love is slow, difficult, and painful. It’s like watching a child die of cancer. ~ Ben Davis, Sr.”
― Jayden Hunter, Undressed To The Nines

“I have not come here... to talk about Count Philippe... but to tell you that... I am going... to die..."
"Where are Raoul de Chagny and Christine Daaé?"
"Of love... daroga... I am dying... of love... That is how it is... I loved her so!... And I love her still... daroga... and I am dying of love for her, I... I tell you!... If you knew how beautiful she was... when she let me kiss her... alive... It was the first... time, daroga, the first... time I ever kissed a woman... Yes, alive... I kissed her alive... and she looked as beautiful as if she had been dead!..."
The Persian shook Erik by the arm:
"Will you tell me if she is alive or dead?"
"Why do you shake me like that?" asked Erik, making an effort to speak more connectedly. "I tell you that I am going to die... Yes, I kissed her alive..."
"And now she is dead?"
"I tell you I kissed her just like that, on her forehead... and she did not draw back her forehead from my lips!... Oh, she is a good girl!... As to her being dead, I don't think so; but it has nothing to do with me... No, no, she is not dead! And no one shall touch a hair of her head! She is a good, honest girl, and she saved your life, daroga, at a moment when I would not have given twopence for your Persian skin.”
― Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

“The news had split his heart in two. One side was filled with her memories and the other side would die with her.”
― A.A. Gupte, Unfinished: A Déjà Rêvé Novel

“Dying of love for what does not love them.”
― Deborah Digges