Love Quotes - Page 21

Fireworks. Snowflakes. Sunstroke and frostbite. It was all that I could ask for and completely unexpected. I expected demands. He gifted me with tenderness. I expected ego. He let me experiment. I expected disrespect. He called me beautiful. I expected him to expect perfection. He taught me all I needed to know.

Girls are closed-source and not-programmable, they can’t be executed in virtual-mode; so, we can’t leave them after use them without make our life-system unstable

The strength of a love is always misjudged if we evaluate it by its immediate cause and not the stress that went before it, the dark and hollow space full of disappointment and loneliness that precedes all the great events in the heart's history.

Even the shortest love story reminds me of how much I love you.

One of the most important things you can do on this earth is to let people know they are not alone.

A soft touch, a light scrub, a hard squeeze, a tight hug, a long stare, a beautiful conversation are just a few among many trivial influential love actions that develop peoples emotions.

If God thought it necessary to offer rewards for love, your God must be immoral.

Bless you, daugher of man," Carter said, his eyes luminous and almost silver now. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes and caught my breath. His lips were both burning hot and icy cold.

may my touchalways...be tenderas i would strokemother's cheekswhen she cried.

I believe that parents who love their children do everything for them with love, even discipline.

The heart wants who the heart wants. We can't help that.

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.

The background of samsara is bliss

People know the value of money so they chase it. I wonder if they know the worth of love.

I really don't even know you, and yet, in my life, you are forever entangled; to my history, inextricably bound.

The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.

The only man worth having in your life is one that would never let you walk away.

Faith is the substance of things hoped for, evidence of things not seen.

If you truly love someone, he or she will inevitably love you back. If you find yourself in an emotional one way street, walk away! Trust that it’s not love.

With the world in a chaos of questions, family should be the answer.

People say I make strange choices, but they’re not strange for me. My sickness is that I’m fascinated by human behavior, by what’s underneath the surface, by the worlds inside people.

Everything in the universe is nothing but consciousness. Which makes us all ONE!

If you never get your heart broken, you'll never learn to love.

There are three things that robots cannot do," wrote Maxon. Then beneath that on the page he wrote three dots, indented. Beside the first dot he wrote "Show preference without reason (LOVE)" and then "Doubt rational decisions (REGRET)" and finally "Trust data from a previously unreliable source (FORGIVE).

Is it possible not to ever know your type-not to even know you have a type-until quite suddenly you do?

Let there be spaces in your togetherness.And let the wind of the heavens dance between you.

Be patient, child!” said the Music. “But she will forget me.” “Do not worry, child. I am there. I shall not forget.”And she stared out at the planets and gentle stars and the galaxies and became forlorn for she had known a special love.“The Universe is so large, just look at it!” she cried. “Believe.” The Music sang.

If I did anything right it was when I decided to practice forgiveness and free my heart from pain.

It matters not which partner is bringing negativity into conversations and exchanges. Toxicity has no place at all between people who have promised to love each other.

I was feeling like I was floating two inches above the sidewalk every step of the way. Feeling, almost, a magnetic pull back towards her and I wondered at all, if she felt it too.

That's what I believe. I believe that universe wants to be noticed. I think the universe is improbably biased toward consciousness, that it rewards intelligence in part because the universe enjoys its elegance being observed. And who am I, living in the middle of history, to tell the universe that it-or my observation of it-is temporary?

Unconditional love is most beautiful in any culture, in any society.

They laughed at him, but they didn't know, they didn't know about all the nice things he had. No one knew. No one. Only someday he'd see somebody different, somebody to give his things to, somebody who would give him all their things. Yes. He'd like that. He'd know her when he saw her. He'd know just what to say.

Revealing of origin , evidence the existence of hidden pearls in mind which is addicted to imagine and thought as well.

So many men treat their wives badly, or indifferently, or with barely contained impatience. Josh doesn't mind-- no that's not right--he insists on openly showing his love and respect for me.

The truth is that you may mess up a bit. Don’t panic. Relax and remember to give your best and let the chips fall where they may.

Sitting on couch, lying legs apart Dark dirty naked. Smiling at me, Wicked lazy lusty eyes. I moaned, When saw movement inside his silent, The thick forest of pubic hair.

Love is a gamble and sometimes it hurts, but whether you win or lose being in love is a beautiful thing.

It may happen once or perhaps several times during your lifetime, but you'll meet a 'soulmate'. The bond will be instantaneous. They'll be a perfect fit for the empty indention your heart has for rent, and you'll almost think you 'wished' them into existence. One touch... and every pent-up emotion you have buried, will flood your aching heart. The magic is never more apparent that when you realize each of your souls are a perfect template of each other.

Love is a lady. Lust is a tramp.

A love letter lost in the mail, forgotten, miss delivered and then discovered years later and received by the intended is romantic. A love letter ending up in someone's spam filter is just annoying.

Be authentic, not a copycat.

I'm your phantom dance partner. I'm your shadow. I'm not anything more.

It is not an easy thing to be a woman and love with the whole heart: which men do not understand -- having many loves, and delighting in danger and war.

That is why they have poets—to classify all the degrees of love. It is for scientists to classify the maladies arising from the want of it.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single girl in possession of her right mind must be in want of a decent man.

They are many wounded hearts here. Many! Some admit. Others - the stubborn ones, scribble poetry instead.

Significance is about making a difference, and its pursuit should ideally come before the pursuit of success – or at least at the same time.

For as long as it takes for the sorrow and pain to transfer into acceptance. I’ll stay here. With you. By your side. I won’t leave.”“Promise?”“Vow.” I placed his hands gently on the piano. “I vow.

I don’t want to tell you how much I love you. I just want to feel it deep in my heart.

A person is an entity of a sort to which the only proper and adequate way to relate is love.

Ultimately, when he held your treasonous letter in his hand and saw how you had lied to him, the choice between me and you was the choice between someone who loves him and someone who didn't.

To conquer fear, you must become fear - you must bask in the fear of the BOOK... and men fear most what they cannot see- The Power of the Book is spiritual.

People are incredibly rude about it sometimes. Like, `What? You`re married?` Strange reaction to have. Proves what people`s ideas about marriage are. `We`re having a baby.` `What?` As if it`s the end of the world. Of course, it`s the start of a brilliant world.

The amount of gold someone has is never the issue, but rather the love of it and the want of more for personal gain that consumes the hearts of many good people.

If you don’t understand the concept of time or appreciate its value, it’s almost impossible to be successful.

When I write to please everybody, it falls flat. When I write what I know, fearlessly, It won't please everybody, but it doesn't fall flat.

At times sun may burn bloody coppery on your skin…But have that charm and smile on your chinIt’s the tolerance and inner strength of your soul that winsIn this wheel of life, with time that spins

What do you mean, 'Angle of Repose?' she asked me when I dreamed we were talking about Grandmother's life, and I said it was the angle at which a man or woman finally lies down. I suppose it is; and yet ... I thought when I began, and still think, that there was another angle in all those years when she was growing old and older and very old, and Grandfather was matching her year for year, a separate line that did not intersect with hers. They were vertical people, they lived by pride, and it is only by the ocular illusion of perspective that they can be said to have met. But he had not been dead two months when she lay down and died too, and that may indicate that at that absolute vanishing point they did intersect. They had intersected for years, for more than he especially would ever admit.

Blind minds are worst than blind eyes. That you have eyes does not mean that you have vision. Visionaries do not look they see whlie people look.