Love Quotes - Page 437

Enjoy every moment. Today will never come back.

You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one.

Beauty and Money will get you a relationship , but not love. Listening, caring and being there will get you Love.

The "norm" for humanity is love.Brutality is an aberration.We are not sinners by nature.We learn to be bad.We are taught to stray from our good paths.We are made to be crazy by other people who are also crazy and who draw for us a map of the world which is ugly, negative, fearful, and crazy.

Love with your soul. Hear your soul speaking, it will always be your guiding light.

I was also pointing out that she is right. I still love you.”“You still love me?”“I’m still here, aren’t I?” he asked rhetorically. “You were my first love, Traning Bra. That kind of thing could last forever if you let it. I don’t really have any intention of stopping it. That call is all on you. Until then, I love you.

not all feeling of butterflies in the tummy means love, it might sometimes mean lust, fear, hunger e.t.c

What I have learned lately is that people deal with death in all sorts of ways. Some of us fight against it, doing everything we can to make it not true. Some of us lose our selves to grief. Some of us lose ourselves to anger.

People who are filled with hate don't know how to handle love.

In Advaita Vedanta, and in many other ancient wisdom traditions, the world is said to be an illusion. This illusion is commonly referred to as maya, a Sanskrit name which refers to the apparent, or objective reality which is superimposed on the ultimate reality in order to generate the phenomena of what we call the material world. Maya is the magic by which we create duality—by which we create two worlds from one. This creation is an illusory creation—it is not real—it is an imaginary manifestation of the one Universal Consciousness, appearing as all of the various phenomena in objective reality. Maya is God’s, or Consciousness’s, creative power of emptying or reflecting itself into all things and thus creating all things—the power of subjectivity to take on objective appearance.

If you can capture a woman's imagination, then you will have her. But imagination is a strange creature. It needs time and distance to function properly.

Do you remember what you're supposed to do now? Kiss the palm of your hand and press it against your heart.

When you have something this good, you keep it. Forever. And that's all the magic there is to it.

Love is the climate of the kingdom

Falling in love with someone is intentional, even if it was their looks that tripped you.

After you've spent four years kissing somebody's perineum, the subtext talks louder than words.

Relations are also like living things, they breath, grow and make our lives wonderful and happier by their fragrance. Don't press or crush their necks……! let them breath……! let them grow……!because if we are climbing a mountain, each step may get harder but we should keep going, because we know that the view will be very beautiful from the Top....!take good care of you and your relations...!

The deepest wounds of the soul are healed only by compassion... People do not merely need to be clothed, they need to be embraced with love. A love that enters into their own fears and frailty, a love that suffers with them and stays with them through their darkest hour.

If you're afraid of your own dreams, you're welcome here in mine.

Don’t make a feller wait too long. A feller waiting on a gal can get ornery’er than a huntin’ dog that’s tree’d it’s squirrel.

I don’t care how smart you are. You’ll never understand how little you really know until you’ve had a woman.

Why did you leave my hand? I’ve never felt so good, she thought. I felt good too, he thought.

Perhaps the only way to love is to bury yourself so deeply in it that you avoid its very suffering.

It was love, the real thing, nothing less or different.

When you take the high road you will see things that some people can't.

For the broken hearts,I promise it gets better.I promise that the minutes and hours will go by faster and that the ache in your chest will stop.I promise that the day you can forgive and realize that you don't have to feel this way will come.I promise you that right now, no matter what age you are, it will hurt. But pain is temporary.I promise that months or even years from now you'll look back and realize how silly you're acting. Although it doesn't feel silly.I promise that your relationship with them may or may not bloom into at least a friendship.I promise it'll stop hurting. Give it time, give yourself time to be an individual again. Find the confidence to do things on your own. Reconnect with the friends you pushed away. Form a better self. Be selfish. Stop thinking about their opinion.xoxoxo, M

My friend is my friend, even if he wears rag, even if he wasn't born with a silver spoon, even if nobody wants to be his friend, i will hurt his critics by remaining his friend.

We don't love people so much for the good they have done us, as for the good we have done them

The most powerful affirmation doesn’t come from the conscious mind but from your Soul, an affirmation in which you are not trying to convince yourself of something you don’t believe, but rather you are becoming aware of the truth and the reality of what you truly are.

Walk the path your heart beats faster on.

You're the optimist all the way through, pretending to be a pessimist on the inside, because you can act like it hurts less if you say you knew all along it was going to go down like that.

Happiness comes easier when I'm thinking of you.

A vision is a promise of the future as seen in the present.

The trouble is, I can't find a part of myself where you're not important. I write in order to be worth your while and to finance the way I want to live with you. Not the way you want to live. The way I want to live with you. Without you I wouldn't care. I'd eat tinned spaghetti and put on yesterday's clothes. But as it is I change my socks, and make money, and tart up Brodie's unspeakable drivel into speakable drivel so he can be an author too, like me.

It was one of those ones they call screwball comedies, where people mislead and ill-treat each other in the most shocking and baffling way possible, then forgive and forget about it because they happen to like the look of each other. Only they call it falling in love.

You should marry me", he said. "I will be good to you. I am not like these men. I have manners. You would see how kind I would be. I would never leave you. You could have an easy life.

This isn’t Sex and the City, and life isn’t a Nicholas Sparks novel. The best kind of love is one that is calming on the spirit, easy on the heart, fulfilling and completing.

Perhaps it's better if I live in your heart, where the world can't see me. If I'm dead, there will be no stain on our love.

If you ask me I think the greatest breakthrough each and everyone of us need is not on finance, marriage, work, relationship, own house, car but self. The first breakthrough should start from being selfish.

Love, experienced thus, is a constant challenge; it is not a resting place, but moving, growing, working together; even when there is harmony or conflict, joy or sadness, is secondary to the fundamental fact that two people experience themselves, rather than by fleeing from themselves. There is only one proof for the presence of love: the depth of the relationship, and the aliveness and strength in each person concerned; this is the fruit by which love is recognized.

We do not want to have mercy for the things God has under judgment. We do not want to fall in the ditch on the otherside of unsanctified mercy.

What the fertilizer does to the germinating plant is what happiness does for a depressed soul... What anger does to a person is what an acid does to its container!

There is no boundary between heaven and earth unless we believe in one.

You can listen to the secrets of lifein the silence of night,in the voice of the ocean,in the beating of your heart.Just listen with your soul.

Taking good care of your husband or wife is the best way to thank their parent or parents for having taken good care of them.

I know you . . .That you hold insideVast possibilities and dreamsAnd limitless love.

Your tragedy is God’s opportunity to show Himself faithful.

Many people think that love represents chains, bondage, the opposite of freedom. But people who believe such things are simple-minded creatures who have been lied to, and who easily accept the general trend of the lie. It is in fact love that is the only thing powerful enough to set one free from even the most deeply-embedded and thoroughly-wound chains of the soul, the mind, and the body. The fact is that we are born into chains and born into bondages; these things are put upon us by fear, pain and doubt. When you are thoroughly loved by someone in mind and in heart, this has the power to set you so free, more free than you have ever been before. And that is because freedom is not the equivalent of detachment. Freedom is the equivalent of that which sets you free. And when someone loves you the way that only they can, that is what sets you free.

Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan’t make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this.

...That is my biography from the first day of my chess life to the present.JOURNALIST. And your plans.PLAYER. To play!

The more one loves, the heavier the meaning of death becomes, and the deeper the sense of loss.

When the sands of time come falling down, we are only left with our choices. Choose wisely; however, some may argue wisdom is relative.

Purpose in the sufferingA crisis-- the kind that knocks the wind out of ya, the kind that makes your blood run cold and alters your perception of all you think your reality "is." THAT kind of crisis brings us not only to our knees, but smack-dab with every question we've ever pondered on God's existence. There is purpose in the suffering. It MAKES us ask eternal questions with eternal answers. Often that's what it takes to wake us up. The suffering is actually merciful, from a God who would literally do ANYTHING to get us to run into His arms.

Take lightly what you hear about individuals. We need not distort trust for our paltry little political agendas. We tend to trust soulless, carried information more than we trust soulful human beings; but really most people aren't so bad once you sit down and have an honest, one-on-one conversation with them, once, with an open heart, you listen to their explanations as to why they act the way they act, or say what they say, or do what they do.

Violet said nothing, though big pearly tears, like a child's, trembled at her lashes. She suddenly missed John very much. Into him she could pour all the inarticulate perceptions, all the knowings and unknowings she felt, which, though he couldn't understand them really, he would receive reverently, and out of him would come then the advice, the warnings, the clever decisions she could never have made.

Getting married is a good deal like going to a restaurant with your friends. You order what you want and then when you see what the other fellow got you wish you had taken that.

With a chaste heart With pure eyes I celebrate your beautyHolding the leash of bloodSo that it might leap out and trace your outline Where you lie down in my Ode As in a land of forests or in surfIn aromatic loam, or in sea musicBeautiful nudeEqually beautiful your feetArched by primeval tap of wind or soundYour ears, small shellsOf the splendid American seaYour breasts of level plentitudeFulfilled by living lightYour flying eyelids of wheatRevealing or enclosingThe two deep countries of your eyesThe line your shoulders have divided into pale regionsLoses itself and blends into the compact halves of an apple Continues separating your beauty down into two columns ofBurnished goldFine alabasterTo sink into the two grapes of your feetWhere your twin symmetrical tree burns again and risesFlowering fireOpen chandelierA swelling fruit Over the pact of sea and earth From what materialsAgate?Quartz?Wheat?Did your body come together?Swelling like baking bread to signal silvered hills The cleavage of one petal Sweet fruits of a deep velvet Until alone remainedAstonished The fine and firm feminine form It is not only light that falls over the world spreading inside your bodyYet suffocate itselfSo much is clarity Taking its leave of youAs if you were on fire within The moon lives in the lining of your skin.

Liberty will always triumph over fear and fundamentalism. Our desire to be free is greater than their desire to terrorise and our capacity to love far exceeds their capacity to hate.

She wants her freedom.

To carry each other’s burdens, we must care for one another.