Quotes About Devotion

So it is if the heart has devoted itself to love, there is not a single inch of emptiness. Gladness gleams all the way to the grave.

Love still as once you loved, deeply and without patience.

We are irrational in our species-?specific devotions. I know a man who won't eat octopus because of its intelligence. Yet he eats pork and buys glue traps for rats, though rats and pigs are highly intelligent, likely more intelligent—?I'm guessing, for I have not seen the SAT scores—?than octopuses. Why, for that matter, is intelligence the scale by which we decide whom to spare? Or size? Have the simple and the small less right to live?

My only specific instructions were to keep him warm and dry and to guard him with her life when she took him out. "Patrick is the most important thing in the world to me. You'll understand when you're a mother yourself.

As Diana talked openly with my children and me, she made the statement that has defined her forever in my mind: "My boys mean everything to me. They're my life.

Although I may not be yours, I can never be another's.

There was a considerable difference between the ages of my parents, but this circumstance seemed to unite them only closer in bonds of devoted affection.

His wild and enthusiastic imagination was chastened by the sensibility of his heart. His soul overflowed with ardent affections, and his friendship was of that devoted and wondrous nature that the worldly-minded teach us to look for only in the imagination.

I wished, as it were, to procrastinate all that related to my feelings of affection until the great object, which swallowed up every habit of my nature, should be completed.

His wild and enthusiastic imagination was chastened by the sensibility of his heart. His soul overflowed with ardent affections, and his friendship was of that devoted and wondrous nature that the worldly-minded teach us to look for only in the imagination. But even human sympathies were not sufficient to satisfy his eager mind. The scenery of external nature, which others regard only with admiration, he loved with ardour[...]

Nothing is so precious to a woman's heart as the glory and excellence of him she loves

Excellent friend! how sincerely did you love me, and endeavour to elevate my mind until it was on a level with your own.

as she bestowed her heavy censure alike on his virtues as his errors, on his devoted friendship and his ill-bestowed loves, on his disinterestedness and his prodigality, on his pre-possessing grace of manner, and the facility with which he yielded to temptation, her double shot proved too heavy, and fell short of the mark. Nor

I seemed to have lost all soul or sensation but for this one pursuit

Sentía en el corazón el ansia de hacerme conocer y querer por aquellas criaturas adorables; ver sus dulces rostros vueltos hacia mí con afecto era mi máxima ambición.

But they became every day more ardent and tender. It was a passion that had frown with his growth...

Su simpatía me arrastro fácilmente a hablarle con el lenguaje del corazón, a revelarle el calor abrazador de mi alma y a decirle, con todo el fervor que me animaba, lo gustoso con que sacrificaría fortuna, existencia, hasta esperanza, en aras de mi afán.

Only now, his own barriers crumbling, did he realize how deep and absolute had been his need for her; and in the very moment of fullest realization she was here and she was his; his anchor, his still center, his searing flame, his peace....

This is the way of love, I find; one longs so fervently for the beloved to achieve the best ends that he is spared nothing.

I confess to you, my friend, that I love you and that in my airy dreams of futurity you have been my constant friend and companion.

I have but one passion ; it swallows up every other ; it dwells with my darling books, and is fed by the treasures of beauty and wisdom which they contain.

Once my fancy was soothed with dreams of virtue, of fame, and of enjoyment. Once I falsely hoped to meet with beings, who, pardoning my outward form, would love me for the excellent qualities which I was capable of bringing forth. I was nourished with high thoughts of honour and devotion. But now vice has degraded me beneath the meanest animal.

é una richiesta seria e precisa che ti chiedo di adempiere: non dobbiamo più stare lontani! Mi rende infelice: mi ritiro nella mia camera e non c'è il mio dolce amore, ceno e Shelley non è da nessuna parte, anche se ho tonnellate di dettagli da raccontare... Per farla breve, o torni o vengo io. (I miei sogni mi appartengono: Lettere della donna che reinventò la paura)

Let me die the moment my love dies. Let me not outlive my own capacity to love. Let me die still loving, and so, never die.