Quotes About Devotion

Superstitions, bigotries, affected devotion, prejudices, those forms all forms as they are, are tenacious of life; they have teeth and nails in their smoke, and they must be clasped close, body to body, and war must be made on them, and that without truce; for it is one of the fatalities of humanity to be condemned to eternal combat with phantoms. It is difficult to seize darkness by the throat, and to hurl it to the earth.

O, dragostea! spuse ea, È™i glasul îi tremur?, iar ochii îi str?lucir?. Dragostea înseamn? s? fii doi È™i s? nu fii decât unul. Un b?rbat È™i o femeie care se contopesc într-un înger. Dragostea e cerul.

To love another person is to see the face of God

As for Toussaint, she venerated Jean Valjean and liked everything he did. One

Something new was entering his soul. Jean Valjean had never loved anything... But, as he was fifty-five and Cosette was only eight, all the love he might have felt through his whole life melted into a sort of ineffable glow. This was the second white vision he had met. The bishop had caused the dawn of virtue on his horizon; Cosette had invoked the dawn of love.

when both are sincere and good, no men so penetrate each other, and so amalgamate with each other, as an old priest and an old soldier. At bottom, the man is the same. The one has devoted his life to his country here below, the other to his country on high; that is the only difference.

But you must have a ladys maid. Don't I have Marius?

pedantry. What was this excess of love? It was a serene

Oh ! l'amour ! dit-elle, et sa voix tremblait, et son oeil rayonnait. C'est être deux et n'être qu'un. Un homme et une femme qui se fondent en un ange. C'est le ciel.

EÈ™ti logodnica mea. Ridic?-te È™i vino. Fie ca albastrul adânc unde str?lucesc aÈ™trii s? fie martorul primirii sufletului meu de c?tre sufletul t?u È™i ca prima noastr? s?rutare s? se contopeasc? cu cerul.

Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead. --I shall feel it.

Une idée fixe aboutit à la folie ou à l'héroïsme.

When Cosette went out with him, she leaned on his arm, proud, happy, her heart full to overflowing. Jean

Love each other well and always. There is nothing else but that in the world: love for each other.

Loving is half of believing.

Superstitions, bigotries, affected devotion, prejudices, those forms all forms as they are, are tenacious of life; they have teeth and nails in their smoke, and they must be clasped close, body to body, and war must be made on them, and that without truce; for it is one of the fatalities of humanity to be condemned to eternal combat with phantoms.

El provenir es mucho más de los corazones que de las mentes. Amar, eso es lo único que puede ocupar y colmar la eternidad. El infinito precisa de lo inagotable.

These two beings who had loved each other so exclusively, and with so touching an affection, and who had lived so long for each other now suffered side by side, each on the other's account; without acknowledging it to each other, without anger towards each other, and with a smile.

This ideal was realized in the living person of Sister Simplice: she had never been young, and it seemed as though she would never grow old.

Como se vê, tal como acontece com os recém-chegados a uma religião, a sua conversão embriagava-o, precipitava-se na adesão e ia demasiado longe.

Nothing like a soulful glance under the noses of the saints!

Qué triste está el alma cuando está triste por el amor! ¡Qué vacío tan inmenso es la ausencia del ser que llena el mundo! ¡Oh! ¡Cuán verdadero es que el ser amado se convierte en Dios!

and she smiles at me, my best friend, with her long, tangled blond hair and thick eyelashes and her smile that lights up any room. My other half. The girl who took my hand all those years ago and didn't let go until she had to.

But I was wrong and stupid. I do love you. I love you and I miss you and I hope to hell I'm not too late because I want to grow old with the man I was young with.