Love Quotes - Page 154

Is that how you’re supposed to find your soulmate and fall in love these days? By flirting in 140 character tweets and stalking each other’s social media pages?

Beds aren't for sleeping, and clothes aren't for bed.

To care is our endless sense if duty.

Stop and think about who you are and where you've come from. Love yourself and comfort your spirit. Don't go wandering the streets looking for love and attention. Self love and respect must be a priority

Like a child who saves their favourite food on the plate for last, I try to save all thoughts of you for the end of the day so I can dream with the taste of you on my tongue.

They stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.

This is called ‘Black Box’, for the girl who holds the key to mine.

I see love as a force of nature. No matter how much you want to, you cannot control or demand love. No one can. It cannot be bought, bartered, or sold. It is priceless.

Joy is meant to be felt; its not meant to be detained. It is meant to be shared with others; not to be felt alone. When all the mouths smile out their teeth together, thats when the greatest happiness can be measured. You don't smile in order to see your friends cry and claim your joy is divine.

Love is a heart smile.

If we want to improve, first we have to recognize our own maladaptive coping skills, called codependency, then change.

Not many get to see this side of him. So, if you do, know that you’re lucky.

...... Love is physiologically a legal battle lovers fight until death".

Darkness disturbedBy the haunting white moonlightGrey half clouds fail to containThe moon's lust for the night.

Romance comes from the heart and is manifested in actions.

A perfect love is not all about devotion and loyalty, it is understanding little tiny things.

I am here just to express my love.I am here just to be kind.I am here just to enhance the beauty.I am here just to care for the humanity.

It finally was entirely silent and I inhaled and breathed its magical peace...

I have found that winning isn't everything, and, in fact, in the relationships I most care about, it isn't anything.

We can always hate that which we loved, and with a fire as great as our love once was.

Nostalgia is the only acceptable form of sadness.

Love so sprang at her, she honestly thought no one had ever looked into it. Where was it in literature? Someone would have written something. She must not have recognized it. Time to read everything again.

Oh, how wonderfully romantic of you. Romantics are really only in love with themselves.

Hate is loud. Love, however, is so pleasantly felt it has no need to be heard.

Every man or woman who loves [God], they hate Him too, because He's a hard God, a jealous God, He Is, what He Is, and in this world He's apt to repay service with pain while those who do evil ride over the roads in Cadillac cars. Even the joy of serving Him is a bitter joy.

You must know, the day your star exploded into my universe, you altered it all. You exposed my light and my dark, settled into my existence and there you will be and glow in the matter of my heart, long after light is only a memory. You have changed things for always.

I'm about to make a wild, extreme and severe relationship rule: the word busy is a load of crap and is most often used by assholes. The word "busy" is the relationship Weapon of Mass Destruction. It seems like a good excuse, but in fact in every silo you uncover, all you're going to find is a man who didn't care enough to call. Remember men are never to busy to get what they want.

I think can sit here for hours,Arguing with the world as to why I can't give up,Tell everyone around me what a blessing you are,Laugh at all the times that you've brought sun into my life,I can tell everyone how passionate you are and how much you bring into this world,But right now I'm sitting here for hours,Trying to keep myself together because I'm trying to figure out how to tell the world that the man I love,Is the reason why I'm so broken.

Olga was nice, Olga was nice and loving, Olga loved him, he repeated to himself with a growing sadness as he also realised that nothing would ever happen between them again, life sometimes offers you a chance he thought, but when you are too cowardly or too indecisive to seize it life takes the cards away; there is a moment for doing things and entering a possible happiness, and this moment lasts a few days, a few weeks or even a few months, but it only happens once and one time only, and if you want to return to it later it's quite simply impossible. There's no more place for enthusiasm, belief and faith, and there remains just gentle resignation, a sad and reciprocal pity, the useless but correct sensation that something could have happened, that you just simply showed yourself unworthy of this gift you had been offered.

Toni, I barely know you, but I canna see anything remotely unworthy about you. any man would be blessed and honored to receive yer love." (Ian MacPhie)

Mr Jenkins. Unique, as every star in the sky is unique, every leaf on every tree, every snowflake, every farandola, every cherubim, unique: Named.

You know enough of me to believe me when I say I am not going anywhere. Not without you. You stay, I stay. You’re not a fling, Amelia. For me, you are the reason to stop running.

It is something that cannot be explained or even understood until you’ve lived it; a man can’t know or fully appreciate his life until he’s been close enough to taste the end of it, and the bonds forged in battle are some of the strongest a man could ever have. We are brothers, the men of ODA 022, and though we didn’t have the same blood running through our veins, we had all shed the blood of others together, and knew that none of us would hesitate to step in the way of fate and take a round or jump on a grenade to save one another.

We often lose ourselves to where we think we should be, rather than celebrate where we already are.

Marriage is more about snore strips and flannel nightgowns than candlelight dinners.

One is not to win the world, he has to win the home (family).

Love that hurts is better than hate that tickles.

Every moment, with every heartbeat, we change, but still we fear the change.

Pluviophile -I remember how we began –you smiling,me falling,like the rain.

Don't cry for someone who would love smiling when your tears are flowing.

If ever you feel lost, terrified, alone, emotionally and physically drained...when you feel like depression has overpowered you, and that the world itself, has devoured you...just remember that you are not alone, you are loved, you are a beautiful story waiting to be told.” -Nina Jean Slack, Once Lost, Forever Found (Vol. #1)

While it’s romantic fiction and bares all of its hallmarks, I ultimately want all women to see a part of themselves in Lia. We all dream of a knight galloping in on a white horse, and my book will compel readers to weight up how much of life is fate, and how much of our destiny we create for ourselves.

Okay, you have to understand I was drunk.”“So?”“So don’t believe anything I said.”“What about now?”“I don’t know. I don’t trust myself around you. Talking to you is like drinking tequila. One minute I’m in control, and the next I’m—”He holds me hard against him, then he claims my lips, brutally, violently, the way I was secretly hoping he would. And I kiss him back with so much force it nearly knocks all air from my lungs.

Perhaps soul mates don’t exist, I thought. Maybe they were only a way to get over a loss that couldn’t be forgotten, a way to mend a heart that was unredeemable—an aberrant remedy that dissolved long before the healing began. A way to love a numberless amount of times when it was finite all along. Perhaps love was this illusory wonder and we were reaching for the impossible. Maybe it wasn’t likely to know someone so completely and maybe, just maybe… there was no beauty in having a soul.

Children do not find fault with their parents until later. In the beginning, the love you get is the love that sets.

The first duty of a man is to love himself. When someone loves himself, he is loving the universe. This universe is existing because of you.

I could simply kill you now, get it over with, who would know the difference? I could easily kick you in, stove you under, for all those times, mean on gin, you rammed words into my belly. (p. 52)

Sylvia Plath and I met a long time ago. A really long time ago. Was it a summer day? No! It was a wintry November morning!

SMILE Is Not Just A Word.... It Means A Lot, Love, Trust, Warmth, Tenderness Etc, In Fact It Means WORLD.... So SMILE ALWAYS.... That Means, YOU Are Giving A WORLD To SOMEONE....

I think people get lost in becoming someone other then themselves when they spend too much time in the presence of those who don't bring out the best in them.

The prettiest girls shine brightest in the dark. 

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

Decorate your inner dreams with love, light and laughter

The ear never forgets what the soul says.

Your relationship to yourself is and always will be directly reflected in all your relationships with others.

Between hope and despair treads a life without love!

A dalliance with poetry before we dance.

Power & Money are fruits of life! But Family &Friends re roots of life! We can manage without fruits, But can never stand without roots.

Review how you spend your money and time across all areas of your life, and judge for yourself whether your investment in your mind is right for the future you want.

Stronger than lover's love is lover's hate. Incurable, in each, the wounds they make.