Love Quotes - Page 84

It is the capacity to feel consuming grief and pain and despair that also allows me to embrace love and joy and beauty with my whole heart. I must let it all in.

He would wake up knowing that as long as he was capable of having such beautiful dreams, a part of him must still be good.

Being under stress is like being stranded in a body of water. If you panic, it will cause you to flail around so that the water rushes into your lungs and creates further distress. Yet, by calmly collecting yourself and using controlled breathing you remain afloat with ease.

...yes I understand your spells—your sex magic—at least, I know this: all lights dim when you walk in...

And I swear, she tasted like the sun.

When you’ve tired of me,” she said softly, precisely, “Apollo will still be my brother. Will still be there for me.”“I’ll never tire of you,” he said, knowing with every thread of his soul that he spoke the absolute truth.“Then prove it.”He knew what she asked with such an open and vulnerable face. Something within him shriveled and died... he’d been on the rack too long for a penance he wasn’t sure he could ever entirely pay. “You know…” His voice was hoarse, the croaking of a dying man. He licked his lips. “You know why I cannot.

Chimerical words, the words were written,Some are wasted; some are still on the page,Tattered words, the words were written,Some are young, some are aged,Gloomy words, the words were written,Some are unspoken, some are told,Words were hurt, though they can heal,Words are breathless, though can feel,Words won hearts, words shattered hearts,Words lost battles, words won wars,Wars within, words had scars.

...men are poor soldiers in love's war. And it is a war-one that never ends.

Three years later and I’m still writing about you. I don’t know if that says more about you or I.

Would you like to take away the person? Or would you like to take away the heart?

When we truly care, we mix love, compassion, and kindness together in our hearts.

He thought of his wife, of his son, of his youth. He thought of life. He thought of death and then he thought of life again.

What did she care what became of this world when her loved ones were dead and gone?

I believe I've come to understand something. Love isn't always big and dramatic. It's big, it's deep, but it's also quiet and calm.

You can obsess and obsess over how things ended—what you did wrong or could have done differently—but there's not much of a point. It's not like it'll change anything. So really, why worry?

Never give up on your existence.Never give up on your dreams.Never give up on your love.

The things that matter most to me are eternal. The bonds of love shared within a family I believe to be eternal.

Passion is a deep love for sacred activity.

Moments of love and compassion are the only immortal moments in human being’s life! We humans are mortals with immortal moments!

Today I will exercise to build the power of my love.

The best thing about a heartbreak, you start looking for happiness elsewhere. You realize like wild flowers, happiness can grow anywhere and everywhere. And, most importantly within you.Be wild, dear heart, happiness awaits you.

You don’t choose your purpose, you simply discover it.

...there's a hundred ways sex can ruin you but there's no end to the ways love can.

There are many eyes that can detect and honor the prudent and household virtues; there are many that can discern Genius on his starry track, though the mob is incapable; but when that love which is all-suffering, all-abstaining, all-aspiring, which has vowed to itself, that it will be a wretch and also a fool in this world, sooner than soil its white hands by any compliances, comes into our streets and houses, --only the pure and aspiring can know its face, and the only compliment they can pay it, is to own it.

There are people who bring joy to our lives, but who fail to make us happy. They are the people for the moment. Never rely on their love because it is not sustainable. Their love is alike a comet that illuminates the sky, but then fades away because it lacks the sustainable energy of the sun.

You may love, honor, and care for her, but someone else is doing what she needs.

Maybe she loved me,maybe not –who knows?Not even the godscan see intoa human heart –it’s that dark.

Love is scary: it changes it can go away. That's the part of the risk. I don't want to be scared anymore.

Sometimes what seems so right turns out wrong and what seems so wrong turns out right. What do I call this phenomenon? Life.

To Have Without Holding:Learning to love differently is hard,love with the hands wide open, lovewith the doors banging on their hinges,the cupboard unlocked, the windroaring and whimpering in the roomsrustling the sheets and snapping the blindsthat thwack like rubber bandsin an open palm.It hurts to love wide openstretching the muscles that feelas if they are made of wet plaster,then of blunt knives, thenof sharp knives.It hurts to thwart the reflexesof grab, of clutch, to love and letgo again and again. It pesters to rememberthe lover who is not in the bed,to hold back what is owed to the workthat gutters like a candle in a cavewithout air, to love consciously,conscientiously, concretely, constructively.I can't do it, you say it's killingme, but you thrive, you glowon the street like a neon raspberry,You float and sail, a helium balloonbright bachelor's buttons blue and bobbingon the cold and hot winds of our breath,as we make and unmake in passionatediastole and systole the rhythmof our unbound bonding, to haveand not to hold, to lovewith minimized malice, hungerand anger moment by moment balanced.

If it is true, as God says, that we are as we think, we risk becoming what we most fear if our fear is stronger than our love.

His lips were approaching hers, but she could not taste sin. Not yet. Not until she knew the name of this golden haired man, so her soul could sing his name for the rest of eternity.

There is a point you reach, I mean, when you are just something bad that happened to someone else.

Often it is the most deserving people who cannot help loving those who destroy them.

I was feeling insecure you might not love me anymore

Know that I love you immensely, and you hurry home.

He had slept next to her for thirty-six years, and the mattress felt different without her weight, however slight, and without the rhythm of her breath the dark had no measure. There were times he woke feeling cold from the lack of the heat that once came from between her thighs and behind her knees. He might have even called her, if he could have momentarily forgotten that he already knew everything she could possibly say.

To gain wisdom you must be willing to invest time, energy, and money in your personal development.

If you truly want to be respected by people you love, you must prove to them that you can survive without them.

I knew I loved you when I kept trying to run away and find reasons why it wouldn’t work

Words have power, and when you speak you give them life. Speak into the atmosphere. Speak into existence what you believe, desire, dream, and hope.

Delicately, she parted her lips, swept them against his, and kissed first his top, then the bottom. Letting her lead, he pinched his brows together and held still. She didn’t come at him with fire. She told him a story. And he’d be damned if it didn’t start with once upon a time like she were proving he was some kind of hero. Specifically, hers.

The desperation in his voice was misplaced and as his eyes danced over my face I knew he was just as broken as I was. That kiss, those caresses—the feeling of his skin against mine had shattered our perfect friendship. There was no turning back now; having him was the only thing that would make me whole.

The Greek word for ‘self-control’ comes from a root word meaning ‘to grip’. It calls for getting a grip on your spending so that you don’t go into debt for things you don’t need and can’t pay for. It calls for getting a grip on your temper and not saying things you’ll later regret: ‘Better … a man who controls his temper than one who takes a city’ (Proverbs 16:32 NIV 1984 Edition). It calls for getting a grip on your desires. If Joseph had failed to say no to the repeated advances of his boss’ wife, he’d never have seen his life’s dream fulfilled and sat on the throne of Egypt. Understand this: Satan has discerned your destiny and he’s out to stop you from reaching it. So pray for self-control, and practise it on a daily basis.

A mind without freedom, a life without liberty, is like a heart without love, a journey without a destination.

A tightness in my chest came out of nowhere. As I listened to Amanda reassure my brother, I wanted to pull her into my arms and cry. How damn crazy was that? This girl was making me a nutcase.

To expand your world, love everyone even when no one is perfect.

For life we need three things only: nourishment, love, and peace.

Everyone kept asking me to stay, so I did.

Vegan is just pure love. Love for animals, love for the planet, and love for yourself.

Women most often have a difficult enemy and she is a woman and not a man.

Keep your heart wide open and you’ll be received with open hearts — not by everyone, but to be received by one open heart is more than worth the journey.

...godly power and godly love are related to one another neither through subordination nor dialectically. Rather, God's mightiness is understood as the power of his love. Only love is almighty. Then God's lordship is to be understood as the rule of his mercy and God's law is accordingly the law of his grace.

You look at me with them eyes of yers, an I look at yer lips... an all I can think about is what it'ud be like to kiss you.

You were a luminescent star in the darkened sky that became my universe.

He accepted new ideas as readily as new trends. Knowing those worth it would last and the lessers will pass.

You're asking me to define an abstract concept that no one has managed to explain since time began. You sort of sprang it on me," Gansey said. "Why do we breathe air? Because we love air? Because we don't want to suffocate. Why do we eat? Because we don't want to starve. How do I know I love her? Because I can sleep after I talk to her. Why?

Newness wears off.This is something I’ve learned about relationships. I’ve had more than a few run their course, the idiosyncrasies that were once endearing becoming annoying, the jump of my heart into my throat at the sight of her lessening to a skip, then a pause, then the bare recognition that at some point slips into dread, and you know it’s time to end it.It’s different with Alex. The newness might have faded, which is inevitable, but it’s grown into something better. The panic of not being able to come up with something to say to her has settled into the comfort of companionable silence, my hand resting on her knee, or her head on my chest. The frantic need to be near her and know how she feels has morphed into an almost pleasant ache of missing her when she’s not with me, because I know we’ll be together again.

We find happiness doing what we love.

Cause if you shoot a bullet someone dies. If you drop a bomb many die. You hit a woman, love dies. But if you say the F-word... nothing actually happens.