Love Quotes - Page 338

Gratitude and love are always multiplied when you give freely. It is an infinite source of contentment and prosperous energy.

I wanted nothing more than her attention. Her thoughts filled with me. Her eyes lost in my image. I wanted her so badly I didn't even realize I lost myself in the process. Now, when I look in the mirror, I only see her... where is me?

But not everyone you love is a forever. Sometimes you can love someone for a reason, and for a time, and although you never stop loving them, no matter how much they may betray you, you move on, because they aren't the one who makes you into an us.

I won't deny that I haven't been this vulnerable for a long time, it scares me ~ all of it, love, emotion and connection but I've reached a point in my life that I now know this type of love doesn't knock often and when it does, maybe it's time to open the door.

That time of year thou mayst in me beholdWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hangUpon those boughs which shake against the cold,Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.In me thou seest the twilight of such dayAs after sunset fadeth in the west,Which by and by black night doth take away,Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.In me thou see'st the glowing of such fireThat on the ashes of his youth doth lie,As the death-bed whereon it must expireConsumed with that which it was nourish'd by.This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,To love that well which thou must leave ere long.

When the things get hard, there is a success near about.

I sometimes used to ask myself, what on earth did I love her for? Maybe fore the warm hazel iris of her fluffy eyes, or for the natural side-wave of her brown hair, done anyhow, or again for that movement of her plump shoulders. But, probably the truth was that I loved her because she loved me. To her I was the ideal man: brains, pluck. And there was none dressed better. I remember once, when I first put on that new dinner jacket, with the vast trousers, she clapsed her hands, sank down on a chair and murmured: 'Oh, Hermann...." It was ravishment bordering upon something like heavenly woe.

twice I have lived forever in a smile

He would say things like, “But you are my wife!” when I didn’t do something that he wanted me to do. His expectations were not realistic.

You receive the gift of time freely and equally every day, beautifully wrapped in twenty-four new hours to invest in whatever you want, and how you use each hour decides your success or the lack of it

Singing the songs, writing the lyrics, emotioning the words; that is all I can do for love.

It has been said by many that a true love story has no happy ending simply because the truest of loves never ends. It is immortal. This is the kind of love that lives forever in your heart as a feeling you will always feel, a place you can always return to.

He who has experienced the mystery of the nature is full of life, full of love, full of joy. Radiance emanates from the whole existence itself, it does not know the meaning of holding back. It is pure giving-giving of love. For the great writers, love is like holding ice in hand, it just turns to water and they lose out their role but for a mystic the moment ice transforms to water love starts to flow.

The moon glistens in her dreamy eyes as she frolics in the dark forest. She’s got wild overgrowing in her bones, and tangles upon tangles of midnight weaving through her long silky hair, this belle of the night.

The Queen's Pride was his ship, and he loved her. (That was the way his sentences always went: It is raining today and I love you. My cold is better and I love you. Say hello to Horse and I love you. Like that.)

Always find the opportunity to express and enjoy the beauty of love.

This is not an easy time in which to live. That does not mean that it has to be a difficult time to love...

Don't you remember that love, like medicine, is only the art of encouraging nature?

Then I wondered, what if?What if he kissed me? What if he told me I was beautiful? What if he told me he loved me?What would I say in return?

She kissed him but he didn't seem to recognize it.

You can't rock the boat & act like you were just trying to put a baby to sleep.

Something amazing happens when you're in love and don't give a damn about what day it is anymore.

Sometimes he does talk back, but sometimes he doesn’t. Sometimes he’s not there; and from time to time I believe this was all nothing but imaginary.

I knew at that point I was more than capable of loving Jack - I was meant to.

Simplicity, not cleverness, can be the source of happiness.

The only difference between falling in love and being in love is that your heart already knows how you feel, but your mind is too stubborn to admit it.

brave love, dreamnot of staunching such strict flame, but come,lean to my wound; burn on, burn on.

The reason I have felt so empty, so lost at times, is because you were missing.

Most often it is in heartache that we love more boldly.

Not yet do you feel it. Wait for the future.

Nothing crushes the soul of a father more than the loss of the beloved son he failed to lavish his love on.

The will of God is sweet tonight, altogether ‘good and acceptable and perfect.’ The considerate love of the Lord Jesus for us seems such a kind thing now. I know it has always been so, but somehow I didn’t see how wise it was when it didn’t seem kind… Remind me of this when I cannot regard His love as considerate some time.

Not accustomed to entertaining angels, are we?” he asked.

It waited for her. Standing resolute in the moonlight, it had stood for a hundred years. Yet it waited just for her. Shadows passed across the moon, a cool breeze ruffled the leaves around it. Yet still it waited for her. Ancient tombs glowed in shimmery moonlight,row upon row of cold silent witnesses.

She doesn't need your money. Even a penniless fool like you can make her fall in love with you. That's just miracle.

Around them there was nothing but silence, as if all the world were holding its breath.

We must take the money out of politics, and end psychopathic, self-destructive government and corporate madness.

Sir, I love you more than words can wield the matter; dearer than eye-sight, space, and liberty, beyond waht can be valued, rich or rare; no less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honor; as much as child e'er loved, or father found; a love that makes breath poor, and speech unable; beyond all manner of so much I love you.

This is just your penis having the feels for my vagina. Your penis is making prank calls! and every single time your penis makes a prank call, my vagina answers the phone. And then you hang up. Or your penis claims wrong number or misdial or no hablo Ingles. It's infuriating, and it's called genital call me maybe.

nobody tells us as little girls that we may fall in love and have moments of hating our beloved, or have ridiculous arguments at 2 AM over something that neither person understands.

...and be emptied of gravity and surrounding by the rouge wave of an emotion she could not name.

To accomplish your mission, follow your passion.

I promise I'll never tell.""Don't promise that," he said in an ultraserious voice. "If they try to hurt you and the only way to protect yourself is to tell them what you know about me, then you tell them. Straight off, okay?""No." "Promise me.""No!""I will possess your heart."Heat flared along the back of my neck. "What did you say?""My favorite song. 'I Will Possess Your Heart.'""By Death Cab for Cutie?"He snorted. "No, the little known T.I. Hip-hop remix. Yes, Death Cab for Cutie."... "Why? What's wrong with it?""Nothing, but it doesn't seem to fit you. It's kind of a sad song." "No it's pure confident. It's not 'I want' or 'I need', none of that crap." He slipped his hand over mine. "It's 'I will.'"A nervous laugh bubbled up. "You will, huh?"His fingers brushed my cheek, then slid into my hair. "I will.

i do not know how to live tepidly.i was never built to fit in.i live by my souland my soul is insane.

The worst pain you can imagine is when something you love goes away and nothing you can do will ever bring it back.

Earth is a natural pearl that will always give us Joy.

A man could love only what he respected, not pitied.

Notice how extraordinary your life truly is. It’s filled with love. Open your heart to it.

Never compare your love life from what you read or watched in a movie. Those are carefully thought about, yours on the good will of fate

Love is an art and this love lacks artists.

So, I guess that's what happens, when you fall in love with that perfect someone you just never want to fall out, because they treat you right, you know, like they give you kisses and they remind you of how beautiful you are, and how sweet you make them feel, and they do all kinds of things just to see you smile.

I stopped losing my sleep over you...Now i lie awakein search of me!!

Gwynn, she was always talking about wanting to be drunk and honestly I did want to encourage that, I wanted to go to a bar with her and let all the stuff sobriety pushed down be released so I could catch it in my palms and finally kiss her. She was just so sad. Melancholy was a fleshy wave permanently cresting on her face, she had to speak through it when she talked.

It is not natural to challenge the existing beliefs breaking patterns, and yet once you manage, you create a space for the new patterns to form, the ones that are filled with Love, Acceptance, Knowledge, and you give yourself & your kids a chance to Spiritually Grow.

Her veins flowed with liquid poetry. I stole the words from her mouth with my kisses.

Batshit Kind of LoveThe type of love that can’t be described with words…The type of love that can’t be measured by time…The type of love that inspires haters to hate…The type of love that makes no sense to those around you…The type of love that exists in the beautiful eyes in which you can see all of your tomorrows… all of your children and grandchildren…The type of love that makes you feel like forever will not be long enough…The type of love that is born out of a relationship that is built on honor, respect, and truth...That is our love... That is our connection...The batshit kind of love that makes no sense at all… and at the same time… all the sense in the world…That is us…You and me; a “WE.

Necessity is the mother of delusion. For true love to exist there must be nothing that is necessary to it. Lovers have to live happily ever after, no matter what happens.

It’s a trinity ring. Pink for love, yellow for fidelity and white for friendship. I liked the symbolism of three—you, me and baby-to-be.

When two souls are one, they hear each other, even in silence.

Plant the seeds of peace and happiness Water it with true love and kindness Flowers of harmony will grow with hue Birds of peace will sing for all and youWith love and with beauty With passion and with duty Plant the seeds of trust and compassionMake caring and sharing a life's missionHold hand with dreams of greatness Peace will grow with beauty and fragrance.