Top 1200 Unrequited Love Quotes & Sayings

Unrequited love is like hitting your head against a wall that isn't there.

Unrequited love is not an affront to man but raises him.

It was always about love. Always, always about love. Lost love, love denied, the obsessive hunger for love. Parental or romantic. Whether it was twisted or pure, fulfilled or unrequited, love was always at the source.

I write about unrequited love in a very optimistic way.

Declarations of love amuse me. Especially when unrequited.

Love, unrequited, robs me of my rest: Love, hopeless love, my ardent soul encumbers: Love, nightmare-like, lies heavy on my chest, And weaves itself into my midnight slumbers!

I am a recovering narcissist. I thought narcissism was about self-love till someone told me there is a flip side to it. It is actually drearier than self-love; it is unrequited self-love.

Life has now taught me that love for things, like all unrequited love, takes its toll in the long run.

There's nothing like unrequited love to take all the flavor out of a peanut butter sandwich.

November Rain is a song about not wanting to be in a state of having to deal with unrequited love.

There's so many other things to write about than unrequited love.

Unrequited love's a bore.

This unrequited love, to me it's nothing but a one-man cult/And cyanide in my styrofoam cup

Love is as simple as the absence of self- given to another. God, when invited, fills the void of any unrequited love; hence loving is how one is drawn closer to God no matter its most horrific repercussions.

Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.

Self-love seems so often unrequited.

Unrequited love is so boring. Weeping under a blue-black sky is for suckers or maniacs.

Unrequited love is all right in books and things, but in real life, it completely sucks

I do not now begin, - I still adore Her whom I early cherish'd in my breast; Then once again with prudence dispossess'd, And to whose heart I'm driven back once more. The love of Petrarch, that all-glorious love, Was unrequited, and, alas, full sad.

I know what it's like to be in unrequited love.

Theres so many other things to write about than unrequited love.

Is it possible to love so desperately that life is unbearable? I don't mean unrequited, I mean being in the love. In the midst of it and desperate. Because knowing it will end, because everything does. End.

People do incredible things for love, particularly for unrequited love.

All love is unrequited. All of it.

Unrequited love is as different from the mutual love as the error from the truth.

Love songs in particular are so compelling because love is probably the strongest emotion you can have, and I think it's relatable to absolutely everyone, whether it's unrequited love or love.

The great thing about unrequited love is it's the only kind that lasts.

Unrequited love is always a great thing.

He fell in love with himself at first sight, and it is a passion to which he has always remained faithful. Self-love seems so often unrequited.

Heart lesson #4: the unrequited heart. You can't make anyone love you back.

Unrequited love made right is the ultimate, isn’t it?

Church of painful love - unfulfilled,unrequited & unattained

I became aware that the invincible power that has moved the world is unrequited, not happy, love.

Love unrequited is violent. He loves you so much that he's turned it into hate.

I love the ocean, wide-open space and trees, but I'm not a gardener or anything like that. I think I may be, eventually. I was raised in the city, so I don't have that skill set, but my heart is more with the dirt than the concrete. It's an unrequited love with nature - a one-way love affair.

He fell in love with himself at first sight and it is a passion to which he has always remained faithful. Selflove seems so often unrequited.

Unrequited love is a ridiculous state, and it makes those in it behave ridiculously.

You like someone who can't like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.

It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.

I thought narcissism was about self-love till someone told me there is a flip side to it... It is unrequited self-love.

Inadequate love is love. Unrequited love is love.

You know, most love songs are not cheesy and corny. Most love songs are complaints, I think. Or about unrequited love, coming at it from some oblique angle. Only the ones that say "I love you" over and over are the cheesy, corny ones that people complain about

When I talk about unrequited love, most of you probably think about romantic love, but there are many other kinds of love that are not adequately returned, if they are returned at all. An angry adolescent may not love her mother back as her mother loves her; an abusive father doesn't return the innocent open love of his young child. But grief is the ultimate unrequieted love. However hard and however long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels.

I had never wanted to be one of those girls in love with boys who would not have me. Unrequited love - plain desperate aboveboard boy-chasing - turned you into a salesperson, and what you were selling was something he didn't want, couldn't use, would never miss. Unrequited love was deciding to be useless, and I could never abide uselessness. Neither could James. He understood. In such situations, you do one of two things - you either walk away and deny yourself, or you do sneaky things to get what you need. You attend weddings, you go for walks. You say, yes. Yes, you're my best friend, too.

But grief is the ultimate unrequited love. However hard and long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels.

Unrequited love is bad, but unrequitable love can really get you down.

I think one of the most poignant things is unrequited love and loneliness.

On the streets, unrequited love and death go together almost as often as in Shakespeare.

When I was a kid, I knew the black and white version of 'Jane Eyre,' and I guess I became interested in the idea of romantic love - of unrequited love and the tragedies of that; of what are the important things in life; what should one value over other materials.

The female that loves unrequited sleeps, And the male that loves unrequited sleeps, The head of the money-maker that plotted all day sleeps, And the enraged and treacherous dispositions, all, all sleep.

I don't consider devotion to the past a form of snobbery. Just one of the more disastrous forms of unrequited love.

First and foremost, 'Call Me by Your Name' is a story about love, and first loves, and unrequited, and then, later, requited love.

I just like being as romantic as possible. I thrive off unrequited love. I've been in love in one way or another since I was 14. I go full-on in and get obsessive.

Powerful women always interpret hostility as unrequited love.

No-one wants to hear anything spoken in earnest anymore, unless it happens to involve unrequited, teenage love.

Unrequited love–plain desperate aboveboard boy-chasing–turned you into a salesperson, and what you were selling was something he didn't want, couldn't use, would never miss. Unrequited love was deciding to be useless, and I could never abide uselessness.

I experienced unrequited love early.

We will cooperate with whoever is best... as long as they choose us as well. It cannot be merely unrequited love.

The only love that lasts is unrequited love.

When unrequited love is the most expensive thing on the menu, sometimes you settle for the daily special.