Love Quotes - Page 506

For a life where diamonds really are forever

There was nowhere I could go that wouldn't be you.

Today’s problem is that people are quickly falling in love and falling out of it just as quickly.

The gods were great, but what good was greatness if you didn't love?

What ifs” are the doorways into new adventures. “Why nots” are the doorknobs. We turn knobs and tug at doors until we find the one that opens for us. The Maker will leave that one unlocked and when we get to the other side, the light will be on and He’ll be waiting with all the resources and help we need to fulfill His best desires for us.

If that’s what you want, I’ll give that to you. However, I need you to know that my heart, my mind and my soul belong to you. No one else can touch them like you because you and I both know that we are mates.

Are you both drunk?” I headed up the ladder and propped myself on a swing with no problem. “Correction, dear brother.” Hex held one finger in the air. “We’re exquisitely tipsy.

Because in truth, my love, if you have thought of me once then I have thought of you a thousand times. You have captured my heart. It is yours. I am at your mercy now

You can't expect a wolf to play with you and not eventually bite.

Lucy rubbed her back, a feeling of panic tightening her chest. She was the last person to give love advice. She hadn’t done anything but pine for Jem since he’d gone, and done nothing but pine for him since he’d returned. She hadn’t taken her love for him and put it anywhere at all.tAlda looked up, eyes red. “I need to take that love and spread it around. What a waste to just keep it tucked inside.

You're maybe eighteen. Your mother didn't love you enough so you decided to pierce your lip and brand your body to piss her off. You hang around this band because they make you feel like you belong. And most days you wish you were in a band of your own, but you know that probably will never happen." I met his eyes waiting.I'm twenty. my mother has an assload of tattoos herself, she thinks its art. I have a lip ring because it turns girls on when I do this." He licked his lip, lingering on the metal for a couple intense seconds. My eyes fluttered with nervousness.

The closer we try to get to God, the more we will hate to sin in our own lives, the more we are saddened by the thoughts that runs through our minds. I also think that the more we draw closer to God, the more God will honour us and will open doors for the right things to happen in our life.

It hurts to breathe. It hurts to live. I hate her, yet I do not think I can exist without her.

There is no better taste than this: someone else's laughter in your mouth.

...I don't want what other men see in you- you the you I want is invisible but it is the part of you I really love...

Then you don't know. You can't know what it feels like to meet a person and suddenly know without a doubt that the whole purpose of your life so far-every choice you made, every twist of fate along the way-was just a journey to get you to that person. My life started when I met Clea. Every minute without her is just killing time until we can be together again.

In my experience, it is always worth it to find the love that lives inside you. No matter how deep you have to dig sometimes.

Love is ill-mannered; it can knock on your heart early, stay late, and leave without saying goodbye.

Sometimes you might miss that person, sometimes you'll feel like running back to them... sometimes you'll suffer from unbearable pain but sometimes you have to forget what you feel. And simply remember what you deserve, smile and move on!

Sometimes others narcissism will take place of your happiness. Don’t let it happen.

That is what love is. A possibility that becomes a choice. A choice you keep making, over and over. Day after day. Year after year. Time after time.

Enlightenment is blossoming the thousand petaled lotus flower on the top of the head.

As with all things in the physical plane, nothing is permanent, and the only thing we can truly count on is change. Things come and go, people are born and die and move in and out of our lives. The dreams and goals of today will one day either materialize or evolve into something different with time. If we become rigidly attached to any of this, we set ourselves up for the inevitable suffering that will ensue when the thing, person or idea flows out of our lives, or our desire for it shifts.

Forgiveness is a transformative act because it asks you to be a more empathetic and compassionate person, thereby making you better than the person you were when you were first hurt.

Meet Logan Jackson, smug, self-entitled, proud, arrogant, trust-fund brat.

Gratitude is nutrition for a living relationship.

Flowers don't tell, they show. That's the way good books should be too."--Stephanie Skeem. Author of Flotsam

So go, girl. We should have been one person all along, not two.

... sterile, splendid torture of understanding and loving...

The beating of my heart stops when your gone, my heart herts when your voise is not speaking. This proves my love for you so never leave me.

Sometimes it's easy to get caught up in life and take things for granted.

Remember what I said when I led to Omar and the queen?" I bobbed my head, unable to look away from his jewel-like eyed, shining in the darkness...so much like Chorda's. "That was the lie. Good-bye, Lane," he said and then crept into the darkness.

I loved her. I did not know what state of mind I would be in when I got where I was going and I was most worried that in the process I might forget her. I did not ever want to forget her! I held the image of her in my mind so strongly and the eternal love for her so deep within my heart that it could never ever be erased, no matter what. My love for her was stronger than anything that could happen to me.

The first time he saw her she reminded him of a distant memory of falling from a height.

I don't write poems to melt your heart.I write them,so our heartscan melt together.

Had I been in love, I could not have been more wretchedly blind. But vanity, not love, has been my folly.

Love can either be your greatest companion or your worst enemy, depending on your pride to accept or deny things.

There is no such thing as forcing someone to be free. My obligation is not to my love for him but rather to what this love represents. My obligation is only to myself. Like two parallel lines running alongside each other, Taymour and I could only ever come together if one of us were to break.

Broken hearts mend but souls forever fight the battle.

I am that clumsy human, always loving, loving, loving. And loving. And never leaving.

Getting married is easy, but divorce is very difficult

She felt the essence of herself pulled finer and smaller like those streams of spun glass that pull and stretch till there remains but a glimmering illusion. Neither falling nor breaking, the stream spins finer. She felt herself very small and ecstatic. Alabama was in love.

I thank God today she found the courage in her heart to love me enough so that someday I could tell you that even a black ex-con from Angola that stabbed a man could maybe someday do some good in the world if he gets a chance.

As I go off into the big black abyss of my future, I have to admit that I am terrified and also a bit insecure in my decisions. But, I also realize that anyone who has ever gone off into uncharted waters must have felt similar to the way I feel now, which gives me a small ounce of comfort. I don’t know how to do what I am doing, I have no way of knowing if this is the right way or not. But I guess I’ll never know until I get there. So, this is me, being a pioneer.

Loving self and others is an every second of every day of every week, of every month, of every year gift that should not be taken for granted or withdrawn for petty arguments and misunderstandings. No one knows the day nor the hour that we or a loved one will meet our expiration here on this earth. Time to make time to heal, amend and/or forgive broken relationships, to live your dreams without regret and love like there is no tomorrow for when tomorrow is no longer there...memories will be great and consciences will be clear.

Through my love for you, I want to express my love for the whole cosmos, the whole of humanity, and all beings. By living with you, I want to learn to love everyone and all species. If I succeed in loving you, I will be able to love everyone and all species on Earth... This is the real message of love.

When you are mindful of Spirit and connecting to the breath with an open heart, that is yoga.

Like caterpillars our metamorphosis begins with what comes from our mouth. Caterpillars spin silk cocoons from the mouth. We speak life or death, success or failure. All transformation starts with what comes from our mouth.

High justice would in no way be debased if ardent love should cancel instantly the debts these penitents must satisfy.

If you do not have the strength to forgive,then compel themselves and continue in that, do not write bad words.For all that you write, is your own burden, you're gonna wear.So just write nice!

We may believe we are seeking happiness in love, but what we are really after is familiarity.

Your rewards in life will be in proportion to the effort you apply.

One of the happiest moments of life is when you learn to love without expecting any return.

When is it too right but too wrong to be right?

Isn't it funny how the memories you cherish before a breakup can become your worst enemies afterwards? The thoughts you loved to think about, the memories you wanted to hold up to the light and view from every angle--it suddenly seems a lot safer to lock them in a box, far from the light of day and throw away the key. It's not an act of bitterness. It's an act if self-preservation. It's not always a bad idea to stay behind the window and look out at life instead, is it?

Everybody wants their own little place in the world. And maybe mine is here… Loving you from a distance…

She had a dream, quite singular, dearest to her heart.She had a dream, quite eccentric, treasured in her soul.She nurtured it, she cuddled it and kept it covered in the twinkle of her eye and waited patiently with a fond expectation.Yet in that sky wrapped in the radiance of a rainbow , all but that dream came alive.She often smiled at that solitary dream with numb tears of pallid fulfilment.

I fell in love with her when we were together, then fell deeper in love with her in the years we were apart.

Women love the last blow as well as the last word, and when they fight for love they are pitiless as a wounded buffalo.

Life is beauty simply breathing.