Quotes About Devotion

Maybe that is what it takes to love someone. Finding a happy mystery you would like to unravel for ever.

I have been in love only once in my life. I suppose that makes me a romantic, in a sense. The idea that you have one true love, that no one else will compare after they have gone. It's a sweet idea, but the reality is terror itself. To be faced with all those lonely years after. To exist when the point of you has gone.

If someone loves you, let them. Believe in that love. Live for them, even when you feel there is no point.

my mind switches to what it would be like to be with her, to lose my way with her, to whisper longings into her ear, to devour and be devoured. To wake up in the same bed and talk and laugh and be in comfortable silence with her. To give her breakfast. Toast. Blackcurrant jam. Pink grapefruit juice. Maybe some watermelon. Sliced. On a plate. She would smile, and I see it in my mind, the smile, and I would dare to feel happy with another human being.

I love her so much. I could not love her more. And the terror of not allowing myself to lover her has beaten that fear of losing her.

I have only been in love once in my life. I suppose that makes me a romantic, in a sense. The idea that you have one true love, that no one else will compare after they have gone. It's a sweet idea, but the reality is terror itself. To be faced with all those lonely years after. To exist when the point of you has gone.

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There was nothing else. Nothing but her. She was the stars and the heavens and the oceans. There was nothing but that single fragment of time, and this bud of love we had planted inside it.

The more focused you were on the activity, the less focused you were on everything else. You kind of stopped being you and became the thing you were doing.

There was something pure about him. Like a dog himself.

There was never a single moment, though, where I would have said—or felt—that I didn't love her. I loved her totally. Friendship-love and love-love.

The only reason I am still in this life is because of you . . .' She lunged forward and kissed him.

I read and read and read with an intensity I'd never really known before. I mean, I'd always considered myself to be a person who liked books. But there is a difference between liking books and needing them. I needed books. They weren't a luxury good during that time in my life. They were a Class A addictive substance.

The true meaning of religion is thus not simply morality, but morality touched by emotion.

Ah, love, let us be true To one another!

I'm very conscious that I want the dance audience to respond and respect what I'm doing, so I'm always very true to the music and I honour the music in the way I see it - I don't mess around with the music.

When our heads are fullest of care, and our hands of business, yet we must not forget our religion, nor suffer ourselves to be indisposed for acts of devotion.

All the disciples and followers of the Lord Jesus must be nonconformists to this world.

The glory of God is his own end, and it should be ours in all that we do.

A Christian makes his body a sacrifice to God, though he does not give it to be burned.

All obedience begins in the affections, and nothing in religion is done right, that is not done there first.

Holy love to God is the fire by which all our offerings must be made; else they are not of a sweet savour to God.

Wherever there is true grace, there is a desire for more grace.

All believers are spiritual priests, to offer spiritual sacrifices (1 Pet. 2:5)