Love Quotes - Page 49

The budstands for all things,even for those things that don’t flower,for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing; though sometimes it is necessaryto reteach a thing its loveliness,to put a hand on its browof the flowerand retell it in words and in touchit is lovelyuntil it flowers again from within, of self-blessing

A man is always devoted to something more tangible than a woman - the idea of her.

God sovereignly controls every detail of your life, which should be a great comfort to you.

If a woman tells you how terrible she looks, sincerely deny it, even if you agree.

For everything about him fitting her fantasy image of what she wanted, she still didn’t feel seen by him…and that made her all the more aware that maybe her fantasy wasn’t what she wanted at all.

In spite of death, he felt the need of life and love. He felt that love saved him from despair, and that this love, under the menace of despair, had become still stronger and purer. The one mystery of death, still unsolved, had scarcely passed before his eyes, when another mystery had arisen, as insoluble, urging him to love and to life.

Being a 'potential mate' was something rather different and much more complicated. It was when two people had the potential to become like one person, knowing each other's moods and feelings in a way no one else could. Being aware of their presence in a crowded room was just one example. If they were sad or angry, their mate would sense it to a point of feeling the emotion themselves.

I wish for a life with love and never ending dream.

If there is passion, let me feel its heat.I want my heart to beat fast,my breath raspy, my skin to burn.

He who knows how to use the power of love is the most powerful.

Friendship often ends in love, but love in friendship – never.

...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...

If you only show me a part of you, I'll only love that part.

Incredible ideas, results, and outcomes are possible when two or more minds come together for a common purpose.

No matter how many leaves would the tree of your soul have in front of the intense heat in the words of Time in this world, they can never shade the eternity lost inside you.

What we have deeply loved we can never lose, it remains in our heart for ever.

...I’m not going anywhere. Remember, I promised. I’m yours now, forever.

To be fearlessly vulnerable with someone…One of the deepest, most desirable paradoxes of love.

It was love, she thought, love that never clutch its object; but, like the love which mathematicians bear their symbols, or poets their phrases, was meant to be spread over the world and become part of human gain. The world by all means should have shared it, could Mr Bankes have said why that woman pleased him so; why the sight of her reading a fairy tale to her boy had upon him precisely the same effect as the solution of a scientific problem.

Let our hearts always sing the song of love.

I think we need to develop a powerful dose of tolerance to understand each other’s humanness. None of us is perfect.

Fear is the killer of a great future life.

Show me all your sides, dive with me to your deepest points and guide me to your Everest. I'll always adore the way you are yourself, so don't tell me being sad makes me unhappy or love you less.

She captured the spot of my world’s centre and sent me in elliptic rings about it, causing the ground beneath me to vanish and the breath of my lungs to disperse. I was a rock locked in helpless orbit.

Not long after my mom died, my dad pretty much kicked me out of the house. He never said, “Get out of my house,” but instead, I came home one night to find all my clothes scattered all over our front lawn.

When we are in love, we are convinced nobody else will do. But as time goes, others do do, and often do do, much much better.

Work is designed to be a means of fulfilling your destiny

Ah! What pleasure it must be to a woman to suffer for the one she loves!

I'm not sentimental--I'm as romantic as you are. The idea, you know,is that the sentimental person thinks things will last--the romanticperson has a desperate confidence that they won't.

because two bodies, naked and entwined,leap over time, they are invulnerable,nothing can touch them, they return to the source,there is no you, no I, no tomorrow,no yesterday, no names, the truth of twoin a single body, a single soul,oh total being...

It's not true that we lose our creative genius when we grow older, but we grow older because we forget to use our creative genius.

Every person has his secret; in reverie, unbeknown to others, he finds peace, freedom, sorrow and love.

Ah, I love this; I love...your mouth on me.” He feels so good. Ah. His fingers replace his tongue. My emotions bubble up to the surface, screaming for release. I want to tell him how I feel. My eyes gloss with tears. I love him. I love you. I love you. Alex, I love you.

If she were here I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off her. I would hold her so close she'd beg me to let her breathe. I'd kiss her so hard she'd plead for mercy. I'd unfasten her clothing and lie with her on that hard bed, and what was between us would be as far above the ordinary congress between man and woman as the stars are above their pale reflections in the lake below.

Remember that the best relationship is one in which your love for each other exceeds your need for each other.

Your whole being is deeply troubled- personified the vision of a child's purity, lost in the wilderness of an ever-unchanging and imperfect world.

I’ve learned a lot about love over these last months. And part of what I’ve learned is that you have to want someone for who they are, not who you want them to be. You have to love a real person, not some dream in your head.

Your heart determines if you are rich or poor

He who sacrifices his respect for love basically burns his body to obtain the light.

How unfortunate is the guy who does not live in the extravagant memory of an infatuated young woman.

In order to deserve, we must pay our dues and steadily work for perfection. We must relish in struggle, and relinquish pride. We must dispel fear and seek enlightenment. We must shun division and honor love. We must know our hearts and seek to understand others. We must try, live, create, feel, grow and love.

Love is dangerous because it makes you an individual. And the state and the church . . . they don’t want individuals, not at all. They don’t want human beings, they want sheep. They want people who only look like human beings but whose souls have been crushed so utterly, damaged so deeply, that it seems almost irreparable.

Life without love, is the soul without the spirit.

When we worry about someone we send them a secret message – I don’t believe in you. When we worry about our life, we send ourselves a secret message – I don’t believe in me.

Just two people in love.

Love is bitter, death is sweet.

She'd put her teeth in his heart, long ago, and he'd left the print there, evidence that he wanted her love. That he returned it.

They've got no idea what happiness is, they don't know that without this love there is no happiness or unhappiness for us--there is no life.

Perfect love is perfectly patient.

There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.

Love yourself and extend the love to others.

Who knew that the path to a womans heart was through the soul of an honest man?

Layla, sweetheart, you haven’t had the right experience and apparently were not with the right people.

What I like most about children is that they are great advisors, yet they don't know it. And what I love about them is that they are vision bearers yet may not realize it.

What made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting small things first... it's amazing how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until you could finally endure it. After more time passed you could let yourself remember, even want to remember. But even then what you felt those first days could return and remind you the grief was still there, like old barbed wire embedded in a tree's heartwood.

Humans by nature are promiscuous. Loyalty is an aberration!

You live in a society, that always demands you to have a label to define yourself. Now it's up to you, whether you choose man-made labels like 'religious' and 'atheist', or your innate natural label gifted by Mother Nature, i.e. 'human'.

You don’t have to say everything to be a light. Sometimes a fire built on a hill will bring interested people to your campfire.

Deep down, where my boys don't know me, I'm an optimist.

Love is fierce like a lion; once it has entered the heart, it is in vain to resist.