Quotes About Love

Death is beautiful the way you are

I want her to love me.

I want to say something subtle, but I can't. It's that, now that no one loves me, I don't mind.

Love is never appeased if she's repressed

I'm trying to make a girl fall in love with me; I'm afraid it won't work, but it's a way of making my love take an outer shape.

I want us to be better people.

And my love. Which is visible here in death . . . it's part of what you're left with when you die.

There is no other in my dreams, no beloved, there's no love . . .

I want to be locked in this situation where he threatens me then tells me je t'aime.

A expressão ideal de Marte e de Vênus surge quando eles se equilibram mutuamente. Nessa circunstância, Marte aprende a lutar a favor de outra pessoa, e não contra ela, e Vênus passa a ser forte, e não fraca, no amor.

May two fields be bridged by a stile And two hearts by the tilting footbridge of a glance

There floats above the houses The implacable goddess of love With your life in her fist.

a kiss gives off a swoosh of amnesia

Why is this jostling procession of waters, its many strands overclambering one another, so many word-marks, momentary traces in wind-script of the world's voices, why is it so bragging and surrendering, love-making, spending, working and wandering

God doesn't give a man anything more precious than a good woman.

When a good man loves a good woman, God smiles. When a good man loves a good woman, God smiles so broad and bright that the angel guarding the gate to Eden puts down his fiery sword. I've been to busy to get to Eden. What kind of man is too busy to make God smile?

True love is a preview of heaven, and you do what you got to, to get it.

Love, Ada thought out on the lake that first spring afternoon, is largely a matter of paying attention and good timing.

A man another woman can steal from you ain't your man no way

He reached across the table and put both his cold hands on my face. Those hands that had—what did he say?—"opened doors of perception and windows of imagination and broken shackles of anxiety" were soft.

Some people are so sweet you can't hold the thought of them and trouble in the same mind at the same time.

Our Way is called a Narrow Way often a lonely road a road of trusting uncertainty ... I need A safe space—no matter how small— to get off the road till my vision is clear till I can see through the tears till hands steady against the fears ... I need To remember that my life is hidden in the cleft of the Rock that to surrender is to stay, to still, to remember love always makes a Way ...

Our only kiss was like an accident- a beautiful gasoline rainbow.

Between a man and a woman there was always one person who was stronger than the other one. That doesn't mean the weaker one doesn't love the stronger.