Love Quotes - Page 609

We met at a cross-roads in life,But we were going different directions.We were part of each other's lives,But only for a moment.The first person that you meet in lifeWon't necessarily be the one who's forever.Just look at you and me,And it's not hard to see thatThis is the moment before life goes on.We are still friends;We are still really good friends.Please tell me that you agree.But I'm not the one for you,And you just can't see yourself with me.

There was only the two of them standing on top of the world, the rest of their lives waiting silently at their feet.They eased apart, still touching with their eyes, their hands, their souls. (Girl Descending)

Your smile is poetry to my soul igniting flames of old

Fantasy love is much better than reality love. Never doing it is very exciting. The most exciting attractions are between two opposites that never meet.

... I am done being in love with you." "Why?""I am in love with someone else. Someone who needs it more than you." "Who?" "Me.

...love at thirteen is nothing like love at eighteen.

What do you say when you feel your life is taken right from your chest, even though I miraculously find myself still breathing?

God's holiness is not an unloving holiness, and God's love is not an unholy love. It is only by keeping these two primary moral qualities of the divine being closely related that we may rightly behold the character of God. (p. 98)

Life is magic.

As long as you draw breath anywhere -here or ten thousands miles from here- I will love you. I can't help loving you, so I choose to hate you...to make my love bearable.

We Have Nothing in Common, So I t would be a wasted life If I’ll ever fall for her. In addition, life is too precious to be wasted in this way.

Abraham Lincoln quoted the Scriptures in an 1858 speech to the Illinois Republican Convention. He said, “ A house divided against itself cannot stand.” That, I fear, is where diversity leads. If by that term we refer to love and tolerance for peoples who are different from one another, it has great validity for us. But if by diversity we mean that all of us have been given reason to resent one another. Having no common values, heritage, commitment, or hope, then we are a nation in serious trouble.

Be careful whom you choose to love. This decision will impact your future life and happiness in ways you cannot yet imagine.

I'm tired of being inside my head. I want to live out here, with you.

We were never meant to be together.Stars never aligned for us, they alwaysdiverged our paths from each other.Too close, but never enough.Minute hands were never slow enoughfor us to catch up, but fast enough we’reslipping from its grasp.We were never meant to be together, butthat doesn’t mean I love you any less.

... love for our neighbours does not die the minute we enter heaven, it intensifies.

We Destroy Because We HateWe Hate Because We FearWe Fear Because We Don’t UnderstandWe Don’t Understand Because We Won’t LearnIlluminate your mind & Educate yourself!

Honesty is nothing more than a party trick, and you know how much I love to dance.

Love.. Can me mean things..

I'd sell my soul to have you. In my whole life, you'll always be what I wanted most."~ Hardy Cates

Self-observation is simply the observation of an internal state and an external event. It is pure awareness, which gives one the ability to choose one's actions. Only by having the choice can one perform what is right.

Finallya day will come whenwoken by the xylophoneof sunthroughblindsyou’ll realisethat the beach was not the placewhere horses tore the sandto ribbonthat the scent of him has liftedfrom the last of the sheetsthat he isn’t coming backthat it hasn’t rainedbut the birds are pretending that it hasso they can sing

We live in a society and a culture and an economic model that tries to make everything look right. Look at computers. Why are they all putty-colored or off-fucking-white? You make something off-white or beige because you are afraid to use any other color – because you don’t want to offend anybody. But by definition, when you make something no one hates, no one loves it. So I am interested in imperfections, quirkiness, insanity, unpredictability. That’s what we really pay attention to anyway. We don’t talk about planes flying; we talk about them crashing.

A mother's heart is a vast and glorious thing. My mother's heart was expansive, having been enlarged by suffering and years of clinging to Jesus while being misunderstood, dismissed, and judged by those she loved most. Me included. It had cost her to love, had cost her much to mother. It always does. But she would tell you that it's worth it, that there is no other way.

You're too sane for a lunatic girl like me. You live in reality, while I tango in the jungle of my imagination making love to firecracker dreams.

Love is the will to extend one's self for the purpose of nurturing one's own or another's spiritual growth... Love is as love does. Love is an act of will -- namely, both an intention and an action. Will also implies choice. We do not have to love. We choose to love.

You can choose the quality and the type of reality you experience every day through your focus. What you focus on, you feel.

My true-love hath my heart and I have his, By just exchange one for the other given: I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss; There never was a bargain better driven.

It's all chop-change chop-change with you. Either go out with me and treat me nicely, or leave me alone. As I say, I am not interested in fuckwittage.

You can ache for where you come from, and it's homesickness. A relationship, and it's heartbreak. But is there a word for missing your friends like that?

We can free ourselves from the old stories that have reduced us & allow real love for ourselves to blossom.

Love, I think, is a gateway to the world, not an escape from it.

She is intent on pleasing the men that frighten her.

Children would struggle desperately to feel love for their parents. Rather than hate a parent, in fact, they'd choose to hate themselves. Love and violence became so intertwined for them that when they grew up and got into relationships, only hysteria could set their hearts at ease.

Waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought. Useless and disappointing." ~ Sam (Hilary Duff), A Cinderella Story

We can all benefit by learning to express and meet out physical needs in a loving, caressing and compassionate way

When I lost you...my world darkened beyond any known shade of black, and the only light that I have seen since is you...

Before this generation lose the wisdom, one advice - read books.

...because loving you is a crime. Which I love to commit each time, every day, whenever I see you, because that's how I love you.

I will not try to convince you to love me, to respect me, to commit to me. I deserve better than that; I AM BETTER THAN THAT...Goodbye.

The beauty of a morning glory, is that of its patient wait for the sun to rise in the morning!

This is what we do. Not so much argue as joust, in jest. We can't stop pushing and pulling the taffy of words and concepts.

We put our lives on hold for people who so easily forget about us.

I gave him a piece of my heart a long time ago, and once you give that away, I’ve learned you don’t so easily get it back.

How much man likes or hates a person or a thing is dependent on how much he knows or does not know about the person or the thing.

The truest form of love is how you behave toward someone, not how you feel about them.

And when at last I find you your song will fill the air.

There has fallen a splendid tearFrom the passion-flower at the gate.She is coming, my dove, my dear;She is coming, my life, my fate.The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near;"And the white rose weeps, "She is late;"The larkspur listens, "I hear, I hear;"And the lily whispers, "I wait."She is coming, my own, my sweet;Were it ever so airy a tread,My heart would hear her and beat,Were it earth in an earthy bed;My dust would hear her and beat,Had I lain for a century dead,Would start and tremble under her feet,And blossom in purple and red.

I can’t hate you. We’re too connected. I can’t hate you without hating me.

Every day is a gift. Every thought is a lift. Every hour is a prize. Use it and be wise.

When your heart, mind and soul is in harmony - you walk with love, you walk with beauty.

His thought processes imploded when she grabbed his ass, her nails digging in a way that set his body on fire. He loved the way her breath was hot on his cheek, the way her eyes had gone unfocused and fluttered closed, her lashes resting softly on her cheeks. She was here and for tonight, this weekend, she was his.

 You amaze me and its hard for me to turn away and make it not so obvious that I'm looking at you.

Until two days ago what had driven him was the will to survive: deep, animal, full of rage—but always part of him had not cared at all whether he lived or died. Now he did care, and very deeply, and so for the first time in a long time he was afraid. To love life is, of course, a wonderful thing, but not on this day of all days.

A thin man can squeeze into a fat body, yet you can only squeeze a fat man to become thin

To be motivated by divine love is for everything to be possible

Learning about freedom, for . . . the very essence of human existence, knowledge, as the mind is an element that enables us to shift the winds of luck, reshape the forces of fate or destiny, and, ultimately, empower us to become free authors of our own lives, for the true art of human expression is the ability to express our dreams, thoughts, and emotions as we feel them or as they come to mind, as we search for universal equality, justice, peace, love, truth, and reality.

His moods changed minute to minute, and Jan could change him quicker than anyone. The more he loved her the more mixed up he got. He was such a beautiful man, but so unstable.

You can't wander around and think the wandering will call them back.

If another man wanted me, I was valuable. I was esteemed, no matter that it wasn't self-esteem.