I know that the whole point—the only point—is to find the things that matter, and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse to let them go.

I fell in love with him. But I don't just stay with him by default as if there's no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.

I'm gonna fight for you, until your heart stops beating.

I don't want to love you. I tried to fight it, but I can't. My heart is stronger than my mind.

I thank God for giving you to me. We may fight, but it helps keep our relationship strong. I may act childish sometimes but you always understand me. That's what I love most about you.

If you won't fight for what you love, you don't have the right to cry for what you lost.

We live not to let go and give up but to fight and learn.

True love is not counting how many mistakes you made, or how many fight you been through. It's counting the days you are happy and treasuring the one you love.