Love Quotes - Page 194

Is there ever a time you’re not an arrogant bastard?”“Is there ever a time you’re not a difficult bitch?”“No.”“Then I guess that makes us perfectly matched, now doesn’t it?

It is better for you to love than hate.

What if you wake up one fine morning only to realize that the life you have been living since the last few days was nothing but a dream of yours?Would you go back to sleep then?I wake up each morning only to realize you're not by my side. And if this emptiness is nothing but a nightmare, let me wake up and go back to the time we were together...

For the first time, Cupid's gaze seemed sympathetic. "Oh, I wouldn't say Love always makes you happy." His voice sounded smaller, much more human. "Sometimes it makes you incredible sad. But at least you've faced it now. That's the only way to conquer me.

I wish that I could fly into the sky and touch the clouds with my hands.

So they were pen pals now, Emma composing long, intense letters crammed with jokes and underlining, forced banter and barely concealed longing; two-thousand-word acts of love on air-mail paper. Letters, like compilation tapes, were really vehicles for unexpressed emotions and she was clearly putting far too much time and energy into them. In return, Dexter sent her postcards with insufficient postage: ‘Amsterdam is MAD’, ‘Barcelona INSANE’, ‘Dublin ROCKS. Sick as DOG this morning.’ As a travel writer, he was no Bruce Chatwin, but still she would slip the postcards in the pocket of a heavy coat on long soulful walks on Ilkley Moor, searching for some hidden meaning in ‘VENICE COMPLETELY FLOODED!!!!

The reason why lovers and their mistresses never tire of being together is that they are always talking of themselves.

i can't hold onto love.i'm not gentle enough.i always end upcrushing the thingin between my fingertips.

I told you. You don't love someone because of their looks or their clothes or their car. You love them because they sing a song only your heart can understand.

Maybe the entire world is in love with you and I'm the only one brave enough to admit it.

The point of life isn't to avoid pain. The point of life is to be alive! To feel things. That means the good and the bad. There'll be pain. But also joy, and friendship and love. And it's worth it, believe me.

Okay. You got a point," I said. "But it doesn't prove that I'm in love because I'm not.""Really?""Really. I'm not in love with anyone. I've never been.""You will be, someday.""Oh, you sound awfully sure of yourself.""I wouldn't have said it if I wasn't sure. There's nothing greater and stronger than the gravity of falling in love. That's my theory."I laughed nervously under my breath. "Whatever you say, Newton.

There is only one thing in this world worse than dying and that’s watching someone you love die instead—you feel their pain with no final solace.

The Hot Air Balloon CharmLife Can Be Filled with Adventure If You Let Yourself Soar

Someone who loves you will reveal beautiful things within yourself... things you had never noticed before... things nobody else cared to.

From attraction and affectionCover of perfectionFailure beyond texture to a painful lessonEverything that was from the start wasn't from the heart

I'll always choose you.Gabe Willoughby

Just when I thought that I didn't have any weakness, you happened. <3

Love is not about the Dimples on the Cheeks but it is about the Heart that Beats

It was only vanity and discouragement that sometimes made me feel alone with my endless love, but now that I was taking one of the risks my heart had urged upon me I could also feel I was not alone. If endless love was a dream, then it was a dream we all shared, even more than we all shared the dream of never dying or of traveling through time, and if anything set me apart it was not my impulses but my stubbornness, my willingness to take the dream past what had been agreed upon as the reasonable limits, to declare that this dream was not a feverish trick of the mind but was an actuality at least as real as that other, thinner, more unhappy illusion we call normal life. After all, the intimations of endless love were the same now as they were thousands of years before, while normal life had changed a thousand times and in a thousand different ways. Which then, was more real?

Have you been listening to a word I’ve been saying? I don’t do games. I don’t do one-night stands. I don’t do affairs. Usually, when I meet a woman and take interest in her, I will be loyal to her, and only her. I expect the same. I don’t share well. I’m all for exclusiveness in everything I do, and own. I’m not afraid of commitment or hard work. You’re right; I’m not new to this. I’ve been in many relationships. This is good news, Sophie. It means I won’t waste your time. Rest assured, if I’m with you it’s because that’s exactly where I want to be. If ever I want out of a relationship, I leave. My commitment ends there. It’s simple enough and this is the only thing that makes sense to me.

He who loves you deeply owns you without your knowledge.

And now I wnt love. Lust is no good for me. I want love. His love.

Even though some individual scholars try to tell us there is no direct connection between images of violence and the violence confronting us in our lives, the commonsense truth remains- we are affected by the images we consume and by the states of mind we are in when watching them. If consumers want to be entertained, and the images shown us as entertaining are images of violent dehumanization, it makes sense that these acts become more acceptable in our daily lives and that we become less likely to respond to them with moral outrage or concern. Were we all seeing more images of loving human interaction, it would undoubtedly have a positive impact on our lives.

To paraphrase Forrest Gump, "Ugly is, as Ugly does!

Love is the magic ink, which transform everyday life into a poetry.

Then there's the twoof us. This wordis far too short for us, it has onlyfour letters, too sparseto fill those deep barevacuums between the starsthat press on us with their deafness.It's not love we don't wishto fall into, but that fear.This word is not enough but it willhave to do. It's a singlevowel in this metallicsilence, a mouth that saysO again and again in wonderand pain, a breath, a fingergrip on a cliffside. You canhold on or let go.

Love is as clear as water from a pitcher.

Schooling gives you knowledge, but education makes you wise.

Sometimes you just have to find something to keep your body grounded, your mind flexible, and your heart open.

Whenever you hold a grudge towards someone, you're only hurting you. Because the other person could care less about the emotions you're going through. Their main objective was to hurt you. Now you must let go, move on, and focus on your life. Don't continue to burden your spirit.

Sometimes I feel like I’m losing my mind,” she said with a hintof sadness.“You lost your mind a long time ago,” he said seriously. She looked at him with indignation. “That’s a compliment for anyone who knows the freedom and clarity of losing their mind,” he reaffirmed her.

Loving someone and having them love you back is the most precious thing in the world.

I’d rather be miserable loving you than happy with anyone else.

Love is a selfless service to mankind like a showcase done by the twinkling stars in beautiful nightly sky.

A man in love is cautious with the decisions he makes, words he says and actions he takes, so he never purposefully causes her pain. He believes in her when she struggles believing in herself. He is her foundation, where she feels safe to be her true self.

I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.

With love, when you let it go, life finds the ways and means to grow.

Nothing like a bit of flattery to grease the wheels.

It’s not that we have to leave this life one day, it's how many things we have to leave all at once: holding hands, hotel rooms, wine, summertime, drunkenness, and the physics of falling leaves, clothing, myrrh, perfumed hair, flirting friends, two strangers' glance; the reflection of the moon, with words like, 'Soon' ... 'do you want me?' ... '...to lie enlaced' ... 'and sleep entwined' thinking ahead, with thoughts behind...?' Ô, Why!Why can’t we leave this life slowly?

Creation discloses a power that baffles our minds and beggars our speech. We are enamored and enchanted by God's power. We stutter and stammer about God's holiness. We tremble before God's majesty... and yet, we grow squeamish and skittish before God's love.

[Words] cling to the very core of our memories and lie there in silence until a new desire reawakens them and recharges them with loving energy. That is one of the qualities of love that moves me most, their capacity for transmitting love. Like water, words are a wonderful conductor of energy. And the most powerful, transforming energy is the energy of love.

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.

There's so much love in this world.

This is one secret in living with the loved one. That is, it doesn't try to change the other party.

I had jumped off the edge, and then, at the very last moment, something reached out and caught me in midair. That something is what I define as love. It is the one thing that can stop a man from falling, powerful enough to negate the laws of gravity.

You cannot occupy a proper place on earth without wisdom. It is the principal thing you must have.

Even if it's the end of the world, you're still my world.

Can I try something?" I said. "If you dont' like it, I'll stop.

Instead of crying and begging for your love, you can stand and fight for it.

The business of love is cruelty which,by our wills, we transform to live together.

I don’t understand the hatred and fear of gays and bisexuals and lesbians…it’s a concept I honestly cannot grasp. To me, it’s not who you love…a man, a woman, what have you…it’s the fact that you love. That is all that truly matters.

True love isn't about being perfect. It's about seeing each other's imperfections as beauty.

In a fraction of a moment we fall in love, we break up, we live out a love story that lasts until the end of time. We are soulmates, we are adversaries, we are everything. We are nothing. We are at our fullest potential of every possibility. We are supposed to cross paths for one reason or another. Sometimes we don’t know the reason until it’s far behind us.

All that pain of craving somewhere deep inside which lies in wait for one glimpse.

You should love yourself to an extent where you can't let anyone take advantage of you, no matter who they are.

Original sin is not only the violation of a positive command … but … attempts … to abolish fatherhood, destroying its rays which permeate the created world, placing in doubt the truth about God who is Love and leaving man with only a sense of the master-slave relationship.

I will come back for you as soon as I can." He stared at her, running a hand over his short beard. "I was about to promise you that I will get back, but the truth is, I could get captured by my uncle and his men. Many other things could happen, and I don't want to leave you.

I wither slowly in thine arms; here at the quiet limit of the world, a white hair'd shadow roaming like a dream.

Love and intuition are born of the same source. Of all the gifts you will receive in this life, love is the only one with everlasting power. Love is your companion in this world and into the next.