Love Quotes - Page 74

Love yourself first to fill your heart with bliss. Now give it away with humility, love, and gratitude.

And I thought to myself how those fast little articles forget everything, everything, while we, old lovers, treasure every inch of their nymphancy

Love loves anarchy. It loves to wreak havoc. It loves to dance atop the ruins.

Creation, like love, is a seductive pursuit filled with uncertainty and fluttering heartbeats. (Report to Greco)

Well, have you ever known someone who is nice and nasty, who makes you love them one minute and hate them the next? Who makes you feel wonderful and terrible and you never know which one it is going to be?

Love is a natural feeling, hatred is an acquired one.

Now I just want it to end. I’ve always wanted the happy ending, but now I’ll just settle for the ending.

The moment he laid eyes on Kuga, I knew. There's a reason I'm doing this to him. I want to see it; how he's fallen in love with a guy, and how he makes him his own. And then what I've done will become a sharp knife, thrown right back at me.That's right. I just wanted to see.And the meaning behind the sharp knife flying towards me: Why not me? Why can't it be me? All this time, I would be lying if I said I've never wished for it, but by being merely an observer, I've somehow managed to distance myself.Kuga is a bright light, like the sun. I, on the other hand... (Yashiro)

Be not afraid to love. Be accepting. Keep open your heart with a kind mind.

My world, created by glass and flame in the birth of your heat, implodes inside the shadowed walls of my heart. I swallowed the shards you gave me, your eyes on mine. Nothing is easy. I wait, feeling your hands holding the shattered pieces of my soul together in the molten, darkest recesses of the heart you claimed, unwilling to give up. I am inside you, waiting to come out.

In a way, she became the sand to my hourglass... she made watching that trickling sand a little more bearable. I no longer worried about what would happen when the sand ran out. I began to see the spark each grain held as it fell.

Never fall for a man whose chief antagonist is himself, whose chief conversational partner is the man in the mirror when he shaves.

The light in meonly wants toreach the darkness in you.

I'm not in love, The love is within me!

Love will drive you insane, but never let it drive you stupid or blind.

GOD IS YOUR THOUGHTS

When the citizens of a nation have been made to love and adhere to values and virtues, then they make better choices.

Only a handful of individuals in human history can be truly hailed as Christians, such as Tolstoy, Gandhi, Mother Teresa, Rumi, Martin Luther King Jr. and a few others.

The elements of chemistry are many, but finite so are the techniques of enlightenment; everybody falls in love somehow.

Your hair is winter fire,January embers.My heart burns there, too.-Stephen King, IT

For to wish to forget how much you loved someone-- and then, to actually forget-- can feel, at times, like the slaughter of a beautiful bird who chose, by nothing short of grace, to make a habitat of your heart.

We see them as they cannot, will not, see each other--we see his heart in the way he looks at her; we see her soul calling out for his every touch. It would be so easy if they could only see inside each other as we can.And yet, there is beauty in the way they find each other: slowly, in a fragile dance of sidelong glances and accidental touches. To see them come together, souls binding without knowing each other as we do, without being certain of what the other's heart holds, is to learn something new...Faith.

Create your own god in your mind whom you can love, trust, and follow.

It seemed to him that love was like a great fire, and that people went flying here and there among the flame and smoke seeking wildly for some rich jewel; and when they found it the flame died down; and, in the end, time polished the jewel into a calm beautiful thing. And the two who had found it sometimes forgot about this jewel of love, and that they ever possessed it, or shared it with each other. But sometimes, toward the end of their lives, they remembered about love once more, and opened the casket of memory in which it lay, faded but still beautiful, and looked at it again before they went their ways.

You know all of the young gentlemen better than I do,” Lady Manston continued. “Are there any we should avoid?” All of them, George wanted to say. ''What about Ashbourne’s son?''“No.” “No?” his mother echoed. “No, as in you don’t have an opinion?” “No, as in no. He is not for Billie.” Who, George could not help but note, was watching the mother-son exchange with an odd mix of curiosity and alarm. “Any particular reason?” Lady Manston asked. “He gambles,” George lied. Well, maybe it wasn’t a lie. All gentlemen gambled. He had no idea if the one in question did so to excess. “What about the Billington heir? I think he —” “Also no.” His mother regarded him with an impassive expression. “He’s too young,” George said, hoping it was true. “He is?” She frowned. “I suppose he might be. I can’t remember precisely.

No matter how close people get, they never reach each other. Including us now. Even now, there's a place where each of us is alone.

Don't be afraid to live. And hold onto the people you love.

There was nothing special with the way he looked at her but her heart raced with even glance.

Because...because...she came here with me.

Love has value even though we can’t measure it. Silence has meaning even though we can’t understand it.

I knew there was something special between us, knew it as surely as a lyric that belonged in a song. But as with all good songs, I needed time to figure out the melody and chords.

The mind shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s wisdom; the heart, in proportion to one’s courage; and the soul, in proportion to one’s love.

Only those who will love longer than they expected to can truly love pecan pie, which doesn't explain its status as death rows most requested last dessert, or why chopped pecans, corn syrup, directions from the Karo bottle's cherry-red side are what mercy taste like to some. But there you have it.

Our brain is so full of nonsense there is no room for common sense.

Who knew that you would be The One," I smile, "which I guess makes me your Trinity.""My Amidala.""Your Zira.""My Sylvia.""Your..." I scour my brain, trying to remember some other great sci-fi love interest."Ha! I'm your Saphira," I settle back smugly, only for Trevor to start lau

Love and magic have a great deal in common. they enrich the soul, delight the heart. And they both take practice.

elliptical, adj.The kiss I like the most is one of the slow ones. It’s as much breath as touch, as much no as yes. You lean in from the side, and I have to turn a little to make it happen.

Even with fasting and prayers you still need wisdom. At the root of every great accomplishment is wisdom. In all your getting get wisdom first.

Wish for the happiness of your enemies, for if they are happy, they are your enemy no more.

There is nothing inherently painful about being cheated on.

I hope each and everyone of you reach for the stars and land among the clouds. You have one life one body take care of it, own it. live it and love it. Live your life to the fullest without being reckless.

We are all lost, so lost, vulnerable and insecure. We are separated from love at birth, we are separated from God, from each other. All we want, all we yearn for is to connect.

Stagnation is death. With love, accept and welcome changes.

Allow love, to illuminate the unknown pathways that are destined - to be traveled.

You can fall in love again with someone you're already in love with. It's like waking from a dream within a dream and finding another layer, the colors more vivid, the light more lucid, the fantasy more real. Being in love is an endless loop of waking to reverie.

So it had something to do with the sinner, and something with the judge, and the fear of not being forgiven, and the relief of being loved again.

There are these little things about you and everything that you do. The beauty of which the mere words can't cage or explain. Moments that grabs me in its arms, throws me to the sky, bangs me back on the earth and throws me into the sea. Like I am dead for a moment watching you. And the next second I am breathing heavily and trying hard to swim in the magic of you.

The happiest she'd ever been was with him, and the saddest. Was that the true test of love?

Positive thoughts are the birthing ground for making your dreams, goals, and desires come true.

Close your eyes, and think of someone you physically admire, and let me kiss you.

Generosity is an act of love.

The best way to get OVER one is to get UNDER one

Kisses open doors, I've noticed. That one gesture can unlock secrets, ease open feelings. It can't be prevented--these kisses just are. It's how they work. They break into basements you never knew you had.

We live in a generation of not being in love, and not being together. But we sure make it feel like we're together, because we're scared of seeing each other with somebody else.

But some relationships aren't meant to last.They are worthy only till the time the two persons involved have time for each other.They do not know eternity. They live for the present, the "now". And when distance plays it part, or life turns out to be busy, they fall apart.And may be that's why they're never termed "LOVE". They simply remain what they were - mere RELATIONSHIPS.

To a woman sexual intimacy is more a tool to get mentally close to her partner than merely a means to physical pleasure.

Kiss a lover, Dance a measure, Find your name And buried treasure. Face your life, It's pain, It's pleasure, Leave no path untaken.

Love doesn't go away overnight. It sometimes stays for coffee.

Don't seek permission to be happy.

I don't know whyI've got so much hopepinned to someone who will never call me home.