Love Quotes - Page 87

No, I don't have a heart of gold. It's normal - the one that gets hurt by rude words and broken promises.

A leader is he who has a great vision and can inspire others to go along to pursue it with all great passion.

This is how you love: you do it in all the wrong ways, because that is the only way we know how.

What are we before love? But thoughts floating upon a sea. Searching for a shore to explore, to gaze into infinity.

The love of learning, the sequestered nooks,And all the sweet serenity of books

You don't need to move mountains when love will fly you over.

You and IAgain and again Always almost Never enough.- A world of almosts

Everyone will say I'm insane, but I don't care, Rose. Is it insane to marry the girl I love? A girl with golden brown hair, with gifts of beauty and goodness and storytelling?

With the world in a chaos of questions, family should be the answer.

...Cause the heart has no manual settings.

It was the way she looked at me the whole time. That look said more than she ever could and, in turn, scared me more than her words alone ever could.

A world without music is only filled with sounds in the air

I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same mind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.

A touch of love makes everything better.

One is never wounded by the love one gives, only by the love one expects.

Maybe, if you can't get someone out of your head they were never meant to leave. Perhaps, they were meant to help change you into the person you have been waiting to become.

He gave a final shake of his coat. I go to the hunt!

Some things, Cassie, you just feel. You don’t know. You feel them. In here,” Gabriel said, pointing to his chest. “I knew without words, without facts, without knowing every last detail about you and your life that I was drawn to you. That we had a connection. I was mesmerized. The kind of thing that is rare.

Even when we do our very best to treat those close to us with utmost respect and understanding, conflict happens. That’s life. That’s human nature.

I have only men like you n novels, men who lived their own idiosyncrasies.

By bringing the future into the present, you can do something about it usually before it gets too late.

Throughout the lifetime, the entire neurobiology of a human being goes through relentless perplexing transformations. These sexually dimorphic neurobiological changes create a person’s personality. These unique makeovers of the male and female biology hold the key to a sustainable romantic relationship.

I dreamed I spoke in another's language,I dreamed I lived in another's skin,I dreamed I was my own beloved,I dreamed I was a tiger's kin.I dreamed that Eden lived inside me,And when I breathed a garden came,I dreamed I knew all of Creation,I dreamed I knew the Creator's name.I dreamed--and this dream was the finest--That all I dreamed was real and true,And we would live in joy forever,You in me, and me in you.

Dear God, I ask that today and every day that follows you wash any anger from my heart. I desperately want to look at the world differently. Please help me understand that this anger is hurting me more than anyone else. Teach me to find love in every situation and then to find peace in my heart for the rest of my life. In Jesus’s name, amen.

For someone who is supposed to be a knight in shining armor, you're acting like an ass in aluminum foil.

The past is gone, and tomorrow is an illusion. There is only now.

I hear you knocking but I can't let you in. The last time almost killed me. Love, My heart

You’re like the broken chapter of my favorite story.

I hate the thing is called enjoyment: Besides it is a dull employment,It cuts off all that's life and fireFrom that which may be termed desire;Just like the bee whose sting is goneConverts the owner to a drone.

Kindness has no boundaries. It is the language of the soul.

She spoke to him of her problems, and that made him forget his own. She told him that he was intelligent, thoughtful, becoming, and deeply magnetic - everything he wanted so badly for her to see in him. Attention is the greatest gift when you're too afraid to pay it to yourself, the wind ruminates.

If you can think of your lover in six senses, then I'd say you're nailed. They've got themselves wrapped around your heart. And your cock. (...) Six senses? (...) Sight, sound, taste, scent, touch, and the other, that thing you can't figure out that means everything. 

Life is magical when you are drunk with love.

Love in your heart is better than gold in your hands.

He’s so fucking unconventionally perfect. I don’t know whether I want to kick him in the balls or lick his face.

Decision and purpose directed actions define destination.

There is desire in the perfect, beauty in the imperfect.Thus I lust over the flawless,and fall amorously forceless to the flawed.

You never know who you're inspiring or uninspiring. People notice more than you think.

to love is to have ancient wounds exposed to vicious winds and be caressed instead of burned

Be patient and believe in your future. God is already there and is preparing a way.

She understood the risks, the limits, the possible consequences, and she was willing to accept all of that in return for the sheer joy of being with him. One night with him…one hundred… whatever fate allowed her, she would take.

Jehovah, the Christian name for God derived from the Hebrew Yahweh, (from the letters YHWH), is translated as "I AM." YOU ARE the essence of life—the Cosmic Consciousness that creates, lives in, and destroys all things. In Buddhism, your true nature is referred to as your “Buddha Nature.” Muslims refer to it as Allah, Native tribes have often called it the Great Spirit, Taoists refer to it as the Tao, and numerous other cultures throughout history have all created their own distinctive names for it. But the one eternal reality that these cultures point to remains the same—and this reality is YOU.

Why don't you like getting close?' Marianne insisted. 'Is it because you might get hurt?' Owen shook his head. He still couldn't look at her. 'It's because it's never permanent. Everything dies. Everything gets destroyed. Even love. So we just make the best of it-get our pleasure where we can.

Do you believe in magic?" she asked. "I believe in you," he said. "And you're the closest thing to magic that I've found.

At that very first kiss of my life I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, all the secrets that slept deep within my limbic brain came awake. I felt billions of Beach Boys playing their sweet melody inside my heart in perfect harmony with the universe.

We can face whatever circumstances await us with courage if we just reflect on God’s faithfulness and place our confidence in His great power and loving purpose for our lives.

Unconditional Love is a perpetual emotion machine. It inspires us to include others. The longer I am bathed in its radiance, the more I find myself looking at others with an open heart. I can look past their faults and love them. I can say, “I may not like the things you do, but I love you.

The mind defines, decides, doubts and divides - only the heart truly binds.

Love no longer becomes a feeling - it becomes a storm.

Forgiveness was a mere noun; a fleeting concept of little importance in the grand scheme of written and spoken language, and was thereby spilt freely like cheap, overabundant wine without consequence. Yet forgive was a verb and in turn held far more potency; an action that must be genuine and consciously performed without reservation in order to fully embody the idea behind it. It was both a plea and an affirmation that could only be acknowledged as obtainable through the mutual contract of expression and acceptance between two parties of equal understanding. Enacting forgiveness was and always would be more difficult than simply declaring that the concept itself existed, and the irreversible condition of the human heart would forever ensure that such disparity would remain fact.

He wanted Jordan so badly, his fantasies consumed him. Whenever he reached out to touch something, paper, the phone, his steering wheel, there was a brief moment when he expected his hand to come in contact with the smooth silk of Jordan’s skin. When he ate, his tongue instinctively sought the taste of Jordan. Whenever he picked up the phone, he expected to hear Jordan’s voice.

Please, hate me if you have to, never speak to me again, but don't settle for someone you don't love because I hurt you

He remembered having said to his uncle (with a solemn dogmatism better befitting a much younger man): "Surely it is possible to love with the head as well as the heart." Mr. Delagardie had replied, somewhat drily: "No doubt; so long as you do not end by thinking with your entrails instead of your brain.

Worship is not love.

I don’t want to be an anti, against anybody. I simply want to be the builder of a great affirmation: the affirmation of God,who loves us and who wants to save us.

Let your love be the kindness to make a homeless person believe that a soul needs something more than just four walls and a ceiling.

If I could find someone who would love me to the extent I do, I would love her to the extent she could never love me.

None of us deserve the good things that come our way. It's by grace, love and forgiveness that any of us experience joy.

From experience, I can tell you that if you go around trying to figure out what's fair in life or whether you deserve something or not, that's a rabbit hole that is hard to climb out of.

Love, in its purest form, is biology.