Love Quotes - Page 412

You are the man who made himself a devil, who wishes to be a god, all for love.

Understand your power. Live dangerously. Live fearlessly. Cower before no earthly master. Know yourself. Live truthfully. Live freely. Be yourself. Love yourself.

Life is like a race, whenever I found a finish line, I lose, bcoz I'm last.. :(

One religion, one civilisation, above all is Love and Humanity, respectively.

Others can make us vulnerable and the sooner such vulnerabilities are dealt with the better

Nothing stayed, nothing ever changed. But love, only love, that was the true part of the story, no matter what the beginning, middle or end.

If there is a heaven we will find each other again, for there is no heaven without you.

Noah drew me closer to him. "It's okay. I've got you.

Show me slowly what I onlyknow the limits ofDance me to the end of love

there are things some people can never understand.there's no point to telling them.

Losing you is most difficult for me, but the nature of my love for you is what matters. If it distorts into half-truth, then perhaps it is better not to love you. I must keep my mind but lose you.

I thought that there was only one kind of love, one that developed instantaneously and struck you like a bolt of lightning, made you irrational and selfish like it did my parents. I realized too late that love took different forms and the one we had—” He cupped her face. “It was there, the first day we met, growing “gradually from friendship into what’s inside my heart now.” He brought her hand to his chest. “It’s there, steady, constant, making my heart beat for you, making my heart race when you’re near, making my heart sing like a goddamn canary when you’re happy. I never thought this kind of love existed until I had lost you.

Once you begin to acknowledge random acts of kindness - both the ones you have received and the ones you have given - you can no longer believe that what you do does not matter.

...I see you as series of gestures, a palette of colors -all these tiny tiles pixelate, and then coalesce... into the idea of you...

To transform this world into a better place to live, make yourself a better person first.

Heart, we will forget him!You and I, to-night!You may forget the warmth he gave,I will forget the light.When you have done, pray tell me,That I my thoughts may dim;Haste! lest while you’re lagging,I may remember him!

I look at you, and I think about you, and ... I don't know. No one has ever confounded me the way you do.

If someone loves you they'll give you the world free of charge. If the whole world loves you, not even the richest man can compete with that. Love is true power.

The more you expect from life, the more your expectations will be fulfilled. By laughing, you do not use up your laughter, but increase your store of it. The more you love, the more you will be loved. The more you give, the more you will receive. Life proves that truth every hour, every day. And life continues to surprise.

Are you thinking? Are you creating? Ask yourself whenever you feel boring?

The religion I am talking about here is plain everyday humanism. That’s exactly what the person named Jesus attempted to spread, but due to innate psychological reasons, his pupils ended up constructing yet another orthodox circle with its own distinct beliefs, ideals and fantasies.

Wherever your thoughts and beliefs can take you, you can go there.

I had to learn how to love myself and trust me it’s not the type of thing that happens over night.

...the older I get, the more I believe that if love is to be judged by most of its visible effects, it looks more like hatred than friendship.

As the dew drop slides down the leaf to wet the soil, they call it "fall in love". Yet, do we know the way up from the way down?

You can quiz me on Petrarch, Medea, Shakespeare or Dante, I know them all, and I’m sorry, but they’ve all gone wrong. Dumb glorified men, writing words about love and life as if they knew. As far as I’m concerned, they didn’t make it out alive either, so I’m sure as hell not going to go to them for advice.

Something happened to you, they discovered, when you were given the unconditional love and trust of a child.You wanted to try to deserve it.

And when his head slumped forward into his book, she giggled, for she knew that he was hers.

You're still the same Ramsey I danced with," he said softly.

Strength is wearing a smile even when you are wailing inside!

You are the love, the lover, and the beloved.

I'm going to go where my heart takes me, even if it's a messy road.

Stumbling closer, I held up the manuscript, the pages flapping frantically in the wind. “I take it this is a murder mystery? You killed the ex-fiancée and thanked her in the dedication? Mighty dignified of you, I must say.”“Nah. It’s a horror novel. But yeah, the bimbo dies in the end. Bob Hall says it’s going to be a bestseller, so I figured I owed her some thanks for the inspiration.” He edged a few feet closer, his smile spread from ear to ear. The glimmer in his eyes flickered toward the ocean, breaking our connection. He hung his head, licked his lips, then returned his eyes to mine, restoring the connection with an intense smolder. “Are you gonna get over here, or what?”Letting out a soft chuckle, the tears began to blind me. “Make me.

Hon, falling in love is easy. Staying in love is the tough part." ~Faith Barnett from Texas Tangle

Sometimes it's the same moments that take your breath away that breathe purpose and love back into your life.

As she looks through the window; while seeing him give her his world, tears rolled down her cheeks in remembrance of the world she once had.

You are moving in the opposite direction when your life is about survival only

i know this is love "" but how can be you so sure "" can't you see I'm alone, suffering nd it really hurts , I'm dying everyday a little bit , tell me any other disease where u face all this nd it has no cure buddy , I'm trapped

As a parent who raised his children in dysfunction, I know the parental wounds my children received were not intentional; often they were my best expression of love, sometimes coming out sideways, not as I intended.

She was this girl I once knew. Took my breath away, she was so pretty. Took my heart, if you want to know the truth. I was kind of angry about it at the time.

What insanity causes a king abandon the comforts of his kingdom and willfully discard the privileges of royalty in order to save an ornery and rebellious people who have spent a lifetime rejecting him? We have yet to understand that such an action is nothing of insanity. Rather, it is everything of love.

Nothing in the universe is impermeable to the flow of love.

What a short time I had been given to experience love. I felt as my life had only recently begun and now it would surely end at sunrise.

All this happened in much less time than it takes to tell, since I am trying to interpret for you into slow speech the instantaneous effect of visual impressions.

Time wastes too fast… the days and hours of it… are flying over our heads like little clouds on a windy day, never to return more – everything presses on – whilst thou art twisting the lock, - see! it grows grey… and every time I kiss thy hand to bid adieu, and every absence which follows it, are preludes to that eternal separation which we are shortly to make!

Maybe I should just lie quietly inside you while our old selves slip in and out of the back rooms of the soul.

Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know," Haymitch says.

I think a lover, when broken, is given a gift not a scar, not a poem, not a rhyme (unless it fits.) I think as humans, we see a set of hues but when wounded, we see something more: deeper shades of hurt and worry, colors never seen before. Because I can’t imagine a child could see the same black as a widower, and I don’t think healthy hearts know the true meaning of blue. When children close their eyes, they see a color they call empty. But in the eyelids of the bruised, the empty black’s a crowded room.

indelible waitingl'art poetique"..I will wait for the night to chase me..."I sit on a rock and watch children playingin the park belowThey don't see meOr know my thoughtsOr that you haven't calledBut I forgive them their indifference todayAbove me a crow cawsPerhaps he smells the crumbs on my dressOr my angerBut he flits away over the treesProbably has a homeProbably has a wifeProbably knew to callThe children leaveThe coffee in my can turns coldThe wind nips at meSome street lights flicker onBut I won't moveNot yetI will wait for the night to chase meBack where I came fromUp the empty streetTo a quiet house

The fear of losing each other is always stronger than the pain we cause.

Not everything in life has to be about finding “The One.” Sometimes a girl just wants to have fun.

Things change, time changes. People change, life changes. Time changes things, life changes people.

A smile is what makes a face beautiful.

People can say anything, but a person’s actions show how they truly feel about you. Actions express priority.

One can never ever forget the one who they loved in their past and that to their First Love!!'Whenever and whomever it was, your experience with your first love is etched into your memory forever..

Now I wonder if maybe allowing another person to give you strength takes a certain kind of strength in itself.To be able to lean all your weight on someone else with confidence in the knowledge they won’t drop you. How often does a person really find that kind of trust in another?

It was always a relief when she came home to him. Like water or food. Like music or that moment when you cut yourself with a knife and squeeze the skin and no blood oozes out.

I cannot ever imagine a time or place in which I will not love you. I am willing to do whatever it takes.

It thanked her for the life she breathed into hits being; without her influence, this little being would not have been in the Garden of Glory.

What I like most about children is that they are great advisors, yet they don't know it. And what I love about them is that they are vision bearers yet may not realize it.