Quotes About Devotion

The only way love can be shown in this world is by sacrifice —namely, the surrender of one thing for another. Love is essentially bound up with choice, and choice is a negation, and negation is a sacrifice. When a young man sets his heart upon a young woman and asks her to marry him, he is not only saying "I choose you"; he is also saying "I do not choose, I reject, all others. I give them all up for you." Apply this to the problem of lust.

Veronica? Praise to Our Lady that you got

Love goes very far beyond the physical person of the beloved.

I have been loving you a little more every minute since this morning.

What a grand thing, to be loved! What a grander thing still, to love!

She let her head fall back upon Marius' knees and her eyelids closed. He thought that poor soul had gone. Eponine lay motionless; but just when Marius supposed her for ever asleep, she slowly opened her eyes in which the gloomy deepness of death appeared, and said to him with an accent the sweetness on which already seemed to come from another world: And then, do you know, Monsieur Marius, I believe I was a little in love with you. She essayed to smile again and expired.

Faith is necessary to men; woe to him who believes in nothing!

What happened between those two beings? Nothing. They were adoring one another.

She loved with so much passion as she loved with ignorance. She did not know whether it were good or evil, beneficent or dangerous, necessary or accidental, eternal or transitory, permitted or prohibited: she loved.

It was SHE. Whoever has loved knows all the radiant meaning contained in the three letters of this word 'she.

Love each other dearly always. There is scarcely anything else in the world but that: to love one another.

As for methods of prayer, all are good, as long as they are sincere.

What a great thing, to be loved! What a greater thing still, to love! The heart becomes heroic though passion…if no one loved, the sun would go out.

He loved books, those undemanding but faithful friends.

Be serious," said Enjolras. "I am wild," replied Grantaire.

There are thoughts which are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees.

where would the shout of love begin, if not from the summit of sacrifice?

What I feel for you seems less of earth and more of a cloudless heaven.

At least you are mine! Soon – in a few months, perhaps, my angel will sleep in my arms, will awaken in my arms, will live there. All your thought at all moments, all your looks will be for me; all my thought, all my moments, all my looks will be for you!

The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, this is love.

If she gives me all her time it is because I have all her heart.

What a grand thing it is to be loved! What a far grander thing it is to love! The heart becomes heroic, by dint of passion.

To love is to act.

Ye who suffer because ye love, love yet more. To die of love, is to live in it.