Quotes About Love

In death, I love you still. So, forward! Aspire! Achieve! I remain, Daniel Blessing

A bird painted not with beauty but with all the dirt and wounds collected in a long hard life, in battle, in love, with torn feathers and a busted leg and a chipped beak and one of its eyes half closed; and yet a bird of deeper loveliness for all of that.

There are varying motivations for becoming a professional athlete, from the money to the fame to the women to the drive to the competition. But on this night at this singular moment the Mets remembered what it was like to do something for pure love. They had accomplished the baseball impossible, and the result was euphoria.

By ignoring the apparent contradictions of scripture, fundamentalism ignores its questions, reducing its complexity to implicit equations. Hate equals love; obedience is freedom.

Giving your mother a good night kiss is totally punk rock, and don't you forget it!)

I like to think of it as, my parents live with me,

Even heaven is hell without you.

If there's one thing that's 100 percent true about every intoxicated person in world history, it's that you shouldn't believe them when they say they love you. The only difference between you and that slice of cold pizza back at their apartment is that they haven't met the pizza yet.

That's one of the problems with humans—that we can be talked out of loving something. That we can be talked out of loving something that we do, and we can be talked out of loving ourselves. Easily, unfortunately

That's one of the problems with humans—that we can be talked out of loving something. That we can be talked out of loving something that we do, and we can be talked out of loving ourselves.

I knew these elements were intended for me and me alone. There were no endearments, but I understood in part because of this restraint. He knew how much I hated words like love .

Because dead things felt only love for the universe.

We must love what has been damaged, because everything has been damaged. And to love the damage is to know you care about that world. That you're still alive. That the world is alive.

Early on, I had thought Wick was reaching for a body across the bed. But, for a long time, he had been reaching for me--for the person called Rachel, who did indeed, in the end, love back the person name Wick.

My mind made them into insects, because my mind wanted stories it could understand, stories that would not frighten it. But still I knew my mind was tricking me, and for a second I loved my mind for the deception.

What strange creatures we are, I thought as I stood there. We live, we love, we die with such random joy and grief, excitement and boredom, each mind as individual as a fingerprint, and just as enigmatic. We make up stories to understand ourselves and tell ourselves that they are true, when in fact they only represent an individual impression of one individual fingerprint, no matter how universal we attempt to make them.

Ghost bird, do you love me?" he whispered once in the dark, before he left for his expedition training, even though he was the ghost. "Ghost bird, do you need me?" I loved him, but I didn't need him, and I thought that was the way it was supposed to be.

That love must be unbending. Love must be cruel. Love must not yield. Otherwise, love meant nothing, could do nothing.

I was in love with everything- I wanted to look with love at the angry people so that their eyes would be forced to respond; and I wanted to bring gifts to the envious and tell them that I am worthless.

And yet, for my art and for my loved ones, I will gladly endure to the end.

Marriage isn't a vow to stop being interested in other people; it's a commitment as to how to handle that interest.

Orang yang benar-benar berani adalah yang mencintai hidup dan mendambakannya sebagai harta kekayaan yang sekali hilang takkan dapat ditemukan kembali.

Since God forgives us for all the stupid, thoughtless, mean things we do and say, we should forgive others. If God never forgave anyone, Heaven would be empty. -Bindi

Well, it's like, uh holding on to a hurt- uh, hugging a hurt, one teacher calls it. Well, it, uh, like, just creates more hurt -Bindi