Love Quotes - Page 127

I was twenty-two, the same age she was when she'd been pregnant with me. She was going to leave my life at the same moment that I came into hers, I thought. For some reason that sentence came fully formed into my head just then, temporarily blotting out the Fuck them prayer. I almost howled in agony. I almost choked to death on what I knew before I knew. I was going to live the rest of my life without my mother.

Unconditional love should not be presumed to be without ardent expectations as also the inevitable disappointment.

Even when we were standing in the church and I was getting ready to take my vows, I can remember wishing that you were standing there, instead of him. Because I not only still loved you, but loved you beyond measure.

I see you in every passing moment.

... challenge the church to do better, be more of who Christ wants us to be ...

The love in your heart is greater than all the stars the sky could even hope to have. Hold onto that love, and it will take you higher than the stars themselves.

It was a kiss to level mountains and shake stars from the sky. It was a kiss to make angels faint and demons weep...a passionate, demanding, soul-searing kiss that nearly knocked the earth off its axis.

Our love was a two-person game. At least until one of us died, and the other became a murderer.

...the real absurdity is that to love is to suffer, but the reverse isn't always true...

You are the eyes of the universe and the sunlight of the dawn. Universe exists because of you.

I spend one evening with a handsome merman, and I become a silly mermaid with a crush.

You can't hurt me the way you think you can. But even if you could? I would rather die with the taste of you on my tongue than live and never touch you again. I'm in love with you, Mara. I love you. No matter what you do.

A smile is worth dozens of words, but a kiss is worth a thousand.

A bride, before a "Good-night" could be said,Should vanish from her clothes into her bed,As souls from bodies steal, and are not spied.But now she's laid; what though she be?Yet there are more delays, for where is he?He comes and passeth through sphere after sphere;First her sheets, then her arms, then anywhere.Let not this day, then, but this night be thine;Thy day was but the eve to this, O Valentine.

That of all people, it should be him; that took her aback. That the heart should settle on somebody like him; that surprised her. But she was so certain about it, so certain.

I am convinced that I never wrong anyone intentionally...

My father also told me that he felt free in that little hole in the ground, much freer than he felt outside, where he was always being chased by the criminals of the regime. That freedom came from inside, from his thoughts, from his soul; and nobody could take that from him.

Hermione turned and beamed at Harry; her eyes, too, were full of tears.‘…then I declare you bonded for life.

Everyone knows that how to love, But every relationship do not come out as romeo and Juliet.

When question arise Be or not to beAlways be.

Love: a hybrid emotion made up of various other emotions collaged by some weak individual's mind to try to quell a particular horror that's not been wiped out by more standardized symbols like Christ, etc. Nietzsche, right? Whatever.

You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby.But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.

What will we be doing, when everything that can be done, can be done better by robots?

But did he know that I'd already forgiven him for having rejected me?

Am I on your mind or out of my mind

Too often in my life, love has been defined as "humiliation with occasional roses".

The physics of gravity was not reserved only for large celestial objects to efficiently exert.

We are all trying to get over the person who broke our hearts. We are all far from perfect.

The heart wants who the heart wants. We can't help that.

If you learn to be grateful and celebrate each day, you have mastered the secret to living.

I believe in the goodness of life. I believe in humanity.

I hope one day love will find you and kiss all the places in your soul that's been scarred

Men had suddenly become a scarce commodity, if not quite as sought after as rice.

Heaven is a home without the machines or gods. Hell is a home without love.

You are wrong if you think you cannot live without love, Edith.''No, I am not,' she said, slowly. 'I cannot live without it. Oh, I do not mean that I go into a decline, develop odd symptoms, become a caricature. I mean something far more serious than that. I mean that I cannot live well without it. I cannot think or act or speak or write or even dream with any kind of energy in the absence of love. I feel excluded from the living world. I become cold, fish-like, immobile. I implode. My idea of absolute happiness is to sit in a hot garden all day, reading or writing, utterly safe in the knowledge that the person I love will come home to me in the evening. Every evening.''You are a romantic, Edith,' repeated Mr Neville, with a smile.'It is you who are wrong,' she replied. 'I have been listening to that particular accusation for most of my life. I am not a romantic. I am a domestic animal. I do not sigh and yearn for extravagant displays of passion, for the grand affair, the world well lost for love. I know all that, and know that it leaves you lonely. No, what I crave is the simplicity of routine. An evening walk, arm in arm, in fine weather. A game of cards. Time for idle talk. Preparing a meal together.

For there is no friend like a sisterIn calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, To fetch one if one goes astray,To lift one if one totters down, To strengthen whilst one stands

My second ex-wife was really kind of like a ship passing in the night. Only she turned out to be the Exxon Valdez.

When someone loves you, the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.

We used to be best friends but the first time I saw you, my heart beats fast like my happiness can never be surpassed. I don’t know why but if I lost you promise I will always cry.

To me you were home, to you I was just a vacation.

Few people when meet first time they feel that meeting each other was the purpose of their life.

Anger does not change the fact. The will to take control is everything.

She was starmetal bones with kaleidoscope eyes. A cracked framework of unique beauty, a patchwork portrait filled with swirling brush strokes, an amalgamation of delicate light and detailed shatter. I could write a novel about the way she breathes.

I missed my one true friend, my mother. She and I were close in a way I don't think many other mothers and daughters were. I slept beside her every night of my childhood: so near to her back, I could probably sketch the constellation of moles and freckles on her skin there. When I was a very little girl, every morning I would wake before her and arrange myself so that when she woke, we were eye-to-eye. I miss her, with a never-ending ache that I did not think was possible, that crowds out any other feeling and certainly all reason, and any good sense.

Love cost its like working a full time job you got to put work and effort into it,and that's why it fails with a lot of people because they on the job part time !!! #GeminiStatus

History overflows time. Love overflows the allowance of the world. All the vessels overflow, and no end or limit stays put. Every shakable thing has got to be shaken. In a sense, nothing that was ever lost in Port William ever has been replaced. In another sense, nothing is ever lost, and we are compacted together forever, even by our failures, our regrets, and our longings.

Sometimes it feels like even ifEvery inch of my skin was touching yoursI still wouldn’t be close enough to you.

Love hadn’t existed in this world. Only hate, deceit and lies, but by letting him in I’d let all of that crumble.By letting me in he’d done the same, and now we were engaged in an even deadlier game than before.

One must love God first, and only then can one love one's closest of kin and neighbors. We must not be idols to one another, for such is not the will of God.

I dream of a land of peace where everyone can live in harmony.I dream of a land of joywhere everyone can live without agonyI dream of a land of fairy where everyone can live with beauty.I dream of a land of forgiveness where everyone can live with unity. I dream of a land of tranquilitywhere everyone can live with diversity. I dream of a land of lovewhere we can live in peace as a beloved humanity.

My heart's cracking apart all over again because of the way I've missed him.

Why was love such an addictive drug?Why did loving someone cause such suffering?

Every city, every town, hides beneath a certain amount of glamour that- either intentionally or not- can misdirect the eye or hide something worth finding. Learning to see through those glamours is part of the process of calling any place home.

Don't try to do great thing, but don't forget to do small things with great care and great love.

Thoughts, words, emotions & deeds not coming from love are likely coming from fear.

I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.

The more we grow in faith, the more we grow in love.

Ultimately, we forgive others in order to free ourselves.

The surest way to hurt yourself is to give up on love, just because it didn’twork out the first time.

Visionary feminism is a wise and loving politics. It is rooted in the love of male and female being, refusing to privilege one over the other. The soul of feminist politics is the commitment to ending patriarchal domination of women and men, girls and boys. Love cannot exist in any relationship that is based on domination and coercion. Males cannot love themselves in patriarchal culture if their very self-definition relies on submission to patriarchal rules. When men embrace feminist thinking and preactice, which emphasizes the value of mutual growth and self-actualization in all relationships, their emotional well-being will be enhanced. A genuine feminist politics always brings us from bondage to freedom, from lovelessness to loving.