Love Quotes - Page 119

Your inner light is your inner power.

Sometimes we fight who we are, struggling against ourselves and our natures. But we must learn to accept who we are and appreciate who we become. We must love ourselves for what and who we are, and believe in our talents.

Night is when the whispers of the past become the echoes of the present.

Nevertheless man has found love, which is not a bad reply to that sly Deity, and he has adorned it with so much poetry that woman often forgets the sensual part of it. Those among us who are unable to deceive themselves have invented vice and refined debauchery, which is another way of laughing at God and paying homage, immodest homage, to beauty.

Words fail to describewhat i feel anymore.Let me be numb for a while,let me be sore.

I have no time to judge anyone because I am so busy to love everyone.

Every time we witness an injustice and do not act, we train our character to be passive in its presence and thereby eventually lose all ability to defend ourselves and those we love.

We are the guardians of our beings.

You have my whole heart. You always did. You're the best guy. You always were.

If I were a tree, I would have no reason to love a human.

If it was my lot that I should have him for only a little while, then have him I would.

Fear is the greatest enemy; the father of all suffering, and love is the only cure for humanity's great afflictions

No. I made that choice. I let all that anger and pain get twisted up in my thoughts for you.” He leaned in. “It fucking kills me. Every night. I relive what I did to you every night.” His forehead rested against mine. “Until you,” he said softly, “I never felt truly helpless.

Christ is Love; Love is everything; therefore, Christ is everything! Whatever is hidden from you is in Christ for you!

I would not trade any of these features for anybody else’s. I wouldn’t trade the small thin-lipped mouth that makes me resemble my nephew. I wouldn’t even trade the acne scar on my right cheek, because that recurring zit spent more time with me in college than any boy ever did.

There is nothing that is going to make people hate you more, and love you more, than telling the truth.

Don't analyze her love. Just turn the green light on and move into her soul.

Inside, my soul is curled tightly bearing the burden of massive sins from another life. And my eyes look far at the hell around me... a sharp grin tugs at the corner of my lips.

She shook off his grip. "I am what I am, and I don't particularly care what you think of me.” "Well, I care what you think of me. I care enough that I stayed at this disgusting party for you. And I care enough that I'd attend a thousand more like it so I can spend a few hours with you when you aren't looking at me like I'M not worth the dirt beneath your shoes.

All that we see around us is not what it appears…As is the second coming not what we thought it would be. It is the knowledge that the spirit of God lives in all things and all things are joined together in the light of Love who is God. Thus accepting the truth of who you are

You can live your whole life not realizing that what you're looking for is right in front of you.

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.

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

This seems to me a philosophical question, and therefore irrelevant, question. A poet's destiny is to love.

When I see the darkness and fight,I want to be the love and light.When I see the sadness and suffering,I want to bring happiness and caring.When I see ignorance and agony,I want to cure it as a great alchemy.When I see frustration and torment,I want to bring opportunities to invent.When I see violence and destruction,I want to win by love with great intention.

I've come to learn that being alone is better than being next to someone and feeling alone.

The heart knows nothing except its own mind.

Love is the oxygen for heart.So love as your life depends on it.

We can love and do righteous acts only by grace.

This isn't a romance. You're not a damsel in distress and I'm not the handsome prince come to save you.

What haunts me most about her eyes is the pain I put in them... In the corner of my dark soul Her passion is dark like a kohl She is giving new meaning to these feelings She is complete she is whole.

You can never forget the past unless you face up to it.

There is a girl.I named her love.She has a father. His name is desire.Her mother has a name,but not always the same. We call her destiny.Love calls her mommy.

Cleave to the common good. We are all responsible for bringing about the time of great suffering, for its continuing.

When we carry the thoughts of negativity and self-criticism, we inspire just what we don’t want: poor health and an unattractive physical body.

Love your friends with your eyes closed, but love your enemies with both eyes open.

It's slowly breaking her downConsuming her breathFighting her strengthShe doesn't have much timePieces will be the only thing leftOf the will buried withinShe's crumbling down insideCrying out for helpRunning out of lifeA hero should sufficeTo save her from her disguise

Once the Wheel of Love has been set in motion, there is no absolute rule.Your being contains mine; now I am truly part of you. Together as one, we form an unbroken circle of love.The wife is half the man, his priceless friend; Of pleasure, virtue, wealth, his constant source; A help throughout his earthly years; Through life unchanging, even beyond its end.

Time exists so that you can experience these flavors as deeply as possible. On the path of devotion, if you can experience even a glimmer of love, its possible to experience a little more love. When you experience that a little more, then the next degree of intensity is possible. Thus, love engenders love until you reach the point of saturation, when you totally merge with the divine love. this is what the mystics mean when they say that they plunge into the ocean of love to drown themselves.

Seduce yourself first.

It’s easy to talk about how much you love God, but loving others reveals how much you truly do.

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Love is fuel for the soul.

Saying goodbye to someone you love isn’t really the hard part. It’s living every day, not being able to say anything to them at all.

In Ephesians 5, Paul shows us that even on earth Jesus did not use his power to oppress us but sacrificed everything to bring us into union with him. And this takes us beyond the philosophical to the personal and the practical. If God had the gospel of Jesus's salvation in mind when he established marriage, then marriage only 'works' to the degree that approximates the pattern of God's self-giving love in Christ.

The most expensive jewels are not found around our necks, but in our hearts.

The earth is but one country and mankind its citizens

The key problem I encounter working with wounded, depressed, and unhappy people is a lack of connection…starting from a disconnection from themselves and then with others. This is why love often becomes so distorted and destructive. When people experience a disconnection from themselves, they feel it but do not realize the problem.

Heavy misfortunes have befallen us, but let us only cling closer to what remains, and transfer our love for those whom we have lost to those who yet live. Our circle will be small, but bound close by the ties of affection and mutual misfortune. And when time shall have softened your despair, new and dear objects of care will be born to replace those of whom we have been so cruelly deprived.

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.

In strange and uncertain times such as those we are living in, sometimes a reasonable person might despair. But hope is unreasonable and love is greater even than this. May we trust the inexpressible benevolence of the creative impulse.

One day I realized, without God, nothing matters. So, I asked Him into my heart.

You really love me?" she asked wistfully."The devil!" he exclaimed, looking over his shoulder. "Did I forget to say it? The thing I came to say?

The heart, so small, yet, able to grow so large, sometimes always wants to take or give more than can be managed successfully. Thanks to the rational head, though, it's always there to save her from taking more than she can contain. . . . or so it thinks.

To have the opportunity to know your parents is to have the opportunity to truly know yourself.

A man in his early prime contemplates on life, shattered by the distortions of society he gazes ahead in time. There were vows of happiness and fairy tale beginnings. Now there is nothing of that sort; now there is nothing that started the tales so bright. It's after all this while that he understands why fairy tales begin with 'once upon a time'...

Do you love yourself? The test is simple. Do you look at others and see anything besides another beautiful human being? Do you see somebody who is more beautiful or less beautiful than you? If so, look down a little deeper and ask yourself why. It may be painful. The whys usually are. Do it anyway.

When my heart is better, less shrunken, I will throw her out there to love again, without hesitation, even knowing what we know.

I believed in your love till the time I actually made it, felt like sex.

I've never been afraid of them. Not once. Because I had you.