Quotes About Devotion

Tine-ma langa tine. Pentru totdeauna. Te iubesc.

I only ask this of you. I won't tell you off if you misplace a pass, or miss a header that costs us a goal, as long as I know you are giving 100 per cent. I could forgive you any mistake, but I won't forgive you if you don't give your heart and soul to Barcelona.

If we don't defend what we love-if we let it fade-then our lives lose meaning. We must declare ourselves of what we are...What we love.

No puedo dejarte, Edith. De hecho, me descubro pensando en ti en los momentos más inoportunos del día. Siento que un vínculo, un lazo existe entre tu corazón y el mío. Si ese lazo se rompe debido a la distancia o el tiempo… temo que mi corazón deje de latir y muera. Y pronto me olvidarías. Edith recuperó el aliento para hablar. —Nunca, nunca te olvidaría.

Looking back on one's life, you see that love was the answer to everything. I love you, Nora. I always will. And that we will have forever.

those who have loved are those that have found God

The ice-cold ritual baths of the Jews and Brahmins; the vigils of Buddha's disciples and of the Christian ascetics; the torments of Indian fakirs to keep from falling asleep—these are all nothing but external, crystallized rituals, which like broken columns bear witness to the seeker: "Here, very long ago, stood a mysterious temple dedicated to awakening.

Nu, n-am s? mor, n-am voie s? mor! De dragul ei! Chiar dac? ar trebui s? scap?r scântei din oase ca s? m? înc?lzesc!

The cult of art gives pride one never has too much of it.

I love my work with a frenetic and perverse love, as an ascetic loves the hair shirt which scratches his belly.

A person is not religious solely when he worships a divinity, but when he puts all the resources of his mind, the complete submission of his will, and the whole-souled ardour of fanaticism at the service of a cause or an individual who becomes the goal and guide of his thoughts and actions.

As Teresa of Avila says, "God does not give himself entirely to us, unless we give ourselves entirely to God.

Everyone has a religion, whether they admit it or not. For some it's Catholicism; for others, Vegetarianism or Elvis or Linux/Macintosh/Windows.

There is only one good thing in life, and that is love.

Love is effortless attention.

It was Aileron who saw the light blaze in Arthur's face. The Warrior leaped from his horse down into the road and, at the top of his great voice, cried 'Cavall!' Bracing his legs, he opened wide his arms and was knocked flying, nonetheless, by the wild leap of the dog. Over and over they rolled, the dog yelping in intoxicated delight, the Warrior mock growling in his chest. . . . This is' asked Aileron with gentle irony, 'your dog?

Eanna love us, Adaon preserve us, Morian guard our souls.

I think,' said Ammar ibn Khairan of Aljais, very slowly, 'that I should know you in a pitch black room. I think I would know you anywhere near me in the world.' He paused. 'Is that answer enough, Jehane? Or too much of one? Will you say?

Even the birds above the lake Are singing of my love, And even the flowers along the shore Are growing for her sake. All the vines are ripening And the trees come into bud, For my love's footsteps passing by Are summoning the spring. Rian's stars in the night Shine more brightly over her, The god's moon and the goddess's Guard her with their light. Even the birds above the lake Are singing of my love, And even the flowers along the shore Are growing for her sake

Will you do me harm?' Alun opened his eyes. She was a silver shining in the wood, beyond imagining. He saw the trees around them and the summer grass. 'Not for all the lights in all the worlds,' he said, and took her in his arms.

Lin Kuo himself would have said that his legacy was his daughter. Or no. He'd have believed that, but never voiced the thought, for fear of putting a burden of such weight upon her shoulders, which would be an improper thing to do to anyone, let alone a child so dearly loved from the beginning of her days to the end of his.

Even the birds above the lake Are singing of my love, And even the flowers along the shore Are growing for her sake.

So I didn't adopt Homer because he was cute and little and sweet, or because he was helpless and needed me. I adopted him because when you think you see something so fundamentally worthwhile in someone else, you don't look for the reasons - like bad timing or a negative bank balance - that might keep it out of your life. You commit to being strong enough to build your life around it, no matter what. In doing so, you begin to become the thing you admire.

I'd understood that when you see something so fundamentally worthwhile in somebody else, you don't look for all the reasons that might keep it out of your life. You commit to being strong enough to build your life around it, no matter what. In doing so, you begin to become the thing you admire.