Love Quotes - Page 610

The more we love God, the more unpleasant sin becomes.

Horst, you are a good man. You have always been so, and your soul is an untrammelled thing indeed.’ Horst winced and interrupted. ‘Ah. Well. Maybe not. There was that business with a lacrosse team…’ Now it was Cabal’s turn to wince. ‘Did anyone suffer?’ ‘Oh, no. Nothing like that.’ ‘Was everyone happy?’ ‘I flatter myself a little to think, yes. Everyone was very nice afterwards, anyway.’ ‘Then shut up. In a world as grimy and sin-ridden as ours, you’re a paragon precisely because your intentions are always good.’ ‘Johannes, I killed a man.’ ‘Pffft.

Even after she was gone, he passed her place each day: something white in a high window - not a face,but the white belly of a pigeon beating its wingsagainst the pane in the boarded-up house.

Poetry, will you show me where your words find peace?

A friendship forged in the fires of adversity is a strong as one that has weathered the test of time.

Instead of seeing how much pain I can dish out towards those I disagree with, or who I believe have done me wrong, I seek to follow the golden rule and use my words and behavior to create more of what the world needs – love, compassion, and connection.

Those dreaming of the perfect match are outnumbered by those who don't really want it at all, though perhaps they can't admit it. After all, our culture makes individual freedom, autonomy and fulfillment the very highest values, and thoughtful people know deep down that any love relationship at all means the loss of all three. You can say, 'I want someone who will accept me just as I am,' but in your heart of hearts you know that you are not perfect, that there are plenty of things about you that need to be changed, and that anyone who gets to know you up close and personal will want to change them.

Hero love?” I was puzzled. “You know. The kind of love you have for someone you want to be like: Marines, astronauts, cowboys, teachers, big brothers, that sort of thing. You love them because they represent the you that you want to be.

The problem with escaping is that we leave behind us, even among those we love, different versions of the truth and everything we couldn’t bring ourselves to say.

If you only think of yourself, there's no room for another in marriage.

As Tim followed me up the narrow stairwell, he playfully pinched my butt with every step, a pleasant (and painful--in a black-and-blue sort of way) reminder that all I had yearned for as a student twenty-five years before had come true, even if I hadn't taken the time to notice it until now: I was happy. At twenty years old, had I articulated what I thought I needed in life, I would have probably said a big house, a successful husband, and a great career. Yet all I really needed for true happiness was the homeless, unemployed bus driver right behind me, pinching my butt every step of the way.

Love has a beginning but love has no ending.

We must be kind and gentle gardeners with people and nature.

But there is something about human beings that too often makes our love for the world look very much like hatred for it.

I cared about them. I wanted them to feel better, to live better lives. And then it occurred to me - I cared about myself. I wanted me to live a better life, too Caring about myself was allowing me to care about others.

Love and war. Same coin. Different sides. I'm too wrinkled for either.""Maybe war will breathe some life into your old bones.""Well, I tried love last month." He leans close. "Didn't work like it used to.""Too honest, Lorn." I can't help but laugh.

Sometimes we have to behave indifferent towards people who proclaim their love to us, just to see if they are really different.

This moment is all there is and LOVE is like the glue that keeps you in it.

I think we might’ve met in a past life. You know, one of those you pass and think, wow you’re kind of beautiful. Just one of those.

As soon as I laid eyes on him, it all came flooding back, all the reasons why I loved him, all the reasons why I hadn't been able to let him go.

Love makes things so easy. At the same time, it makes things very difficult. The meaning of love always remains to be the same. It just gets changed according to the perception of people in different gestures.

Loving someone as fiercely as my mom loves me must be like wearing your heart outside of your body with no skin, no bones, no nothing to protect it.

The Death Eaters were waiting for us,” Harry told her. “We were surrounded the moment we took off — they knew it was tonight — I don’t know what happened to anyone else, four of them chased us, it was all we could do to get away, and then Voldemort caught up with us —”He could hear the self-justifying note in his voice, the plea for her to understand why he did not know what had happened to her sons, but —“Thank goodness you’re all right,” she said, pulling him into a hug he did not feel he deserved.“Haven’t go’ any brandy, have yeh, Molly?” asked Hagrid a little shakily. “Fer medicinal purposes?”She could have summoned it by magic, but as she hurried back toward the crooked house, Harry knew that she wanted to hide her face.

It's love that makes the world go round - otherwise it would be flat.

The origin of the word gender means to bring forth and to sort or class. Somewhere along the way it was decided that a baby girl was second-class to a baby boy. That’s just not true or right. By Divine design one gender cannot exist without the other. We are partners in life. When can we start acting like we can’t live without each other…because we can’t?

When we maintain a conscious connection with Gratitude, our presence will naturally radiate a certain beauty and undisturbed, inner tranquillity. Such individuals glow. All such individuals look beautiful and seem irresistible to those who value goodness. They have an attractor field of loveliness which, likewise, tends to bring out the beauty in other people.

This world becomes heaven when we learn to see the beauty in and around us and enjoy them every moment.

Love is a better master than duty.

Of all mad matches never was the likeBeing mad herself, she’s madly mated.

You're not my first. You don't deserve that category. Being first means others will come after you-that we will eventually end. And we don't. You're my last, because you never left.

People falling in love for one reason may fall out of love due to another reason. However, if faith or trust is the basis of love, it does not break easily. Often people use all their reasoning to understand each other and even live together for years to satisfy themselves that they are in love. However, marriages based on such logical love, the love based on reason, do not last long. Quite to the contrary, marriages where the partners do not even know each other, survive for life—being based on mutual trust and faith.

Life is so beautiful, it dazzles my eyes.

Kiss with your soul, where lips can never reach. Touch with your eyes, penetrate deep. Love every part, fully, complete.

Unconditional love = stress free life. Only those who receive or give can understand this equation.

Scientists have been trying to find an answer to the ancient question: What is it that makes a woman decide whether or not she's gonna roll in the hay with a guy she's met. And I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you all on this one, since although being a woman, it's been a mystery to me as well.Yet one thing I know: the decision is made within the very first minute a girl meets a boy. No exemptions.

There was a roaring in my ears and I lost track of what they were saying. I believe it was the physical manifestation of unbearable grief.

True love is like little roses, sweet, fragrant in small doses.

You can never out-give God.

Love yourself.Love who you are.

When you recognize and reflect on even one good thing about yourself, you are building a bridge to a place of kindness and caring.

It's interesting how much you can tell about someone from their friends.

Never lie to the one who wants you safe.

Falling in love is not a spur of the moment thing. There wasn't love at first sight as I always believed there to be. It crept and overpowered me. Once I was in its power, it was the most amazing feeling in the world.

... both pleasure and devotion require a stress-free space in which to flourish...

They say that life is just a blank chain, and precious moments are the beads we hang off it to make it beautiful.

They gave me a thousand reasons to leave you, but I found a thousand and one reasons to be with you.

Where there's love, gossip won't strive or thrive.

Always remember, if someone keeps putting you down to make themselves feel or look better, be flattered that they chose you. Their insecurity always speaks louder when they need to use someone else to make them feel validated. Confidence never calls for verbal infliction.

It’s not the good we see in the people we love, but what we refuse to see that gives us strength.” “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” “Sometimes when we care about someone, we deny what’s right in front of us so we can move forward, so we have a reason to continue to love.

Just knowing that you are there and you would be thinking about me while I am thinking about you makes my heart feel serene and contented.

Love is ecstasy of life

If you find yourself still clinging to every feeling you thought was lost forever... Maybe, just maybe, it's the only place you can be found.

Peace begins with feelings of love.

We have to allow ourselves to be loved by the people who really love us, the people who really matter. Too much of the time, we are blinded by our own pursuits of people to love us, people that don't even matter, while all that time we waste and the people who do love us have to stand on the sidewalk and watch us beg in the streets! It's time to put an end to this. It's time for us to let ourselves be loved.

I want him to touch me again. I want to feel his hands, as soft as clouds. But I’m afraid if he touches me, all seven billion billion billion atoms that make up my body will blow apart and scatter across the universe.

The strength of a man isn't seen in the power of his arms. It's seen in the love with which he EMBRACES you.

Thank you for being such a beautiful friend. I am in awe of you.

When my worldwas nothing but darknessI set my soul on fire.

All is artifice in my world, Constantine. Even me. Especially me. He taught me to be a duchess, to be an impregnable fortress, to be the guardian of my own heart, But he admitted that he could not teach me how or when to allow the fortress to be breached or my heart to be unlocked. It would simply happen, he said. he promised it would, in fact. But how is love to find me, even assuming it is looking?

Promise me, you will love me forever.