Quotes About Love

The most important thing in my life is to be the best mother that I can be to my daughter and two sons; full of blessings and love. I can guide them, pray for their goals to be achieved, and follow a good path; but ultimately it will be up to them to live their own lives and make their own choices knowing there are rewards and consequences.

I love God, Jesus Christ, my three children, mother, father, brother, sisters, family in general, my pets, my students, and true friends.

Raising teenage sons and daughters is a long and tiresome journey. With God's help the final outcome will be worthwhile.

Will you love me enough?

I raised my three teens with love, perseverance, tenacity, sweat, tears, prayers, lighting candles, and the list could go on.

With the right treatment, love, and care the world is a better place.

Life Is, a Rose.

When children of any age learn of a parent's infidelity, they usually find it extremely difficult—if not impossible— to trust that someone they love will not lie to them, reject or abandon them, or otherwise cause them pain somewhere down the road. They very often learn not to put their faith in love, and they may also learn that they are not worthy of receiving monogamous love, because according to the evidence, their betrayed parent clearly wasn't.

I was really lucky. My gal pal was my mom.

Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.

You don't find love, it finds you. It's got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what's written in the stars.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

I both love and do not love; am mad and not mad.

My Passion uncontrolled shall rove, Doubly debauched with Wine and Love.

Venus, queen of soft desire, Leading Hymen's happy choir.

Ah, cruel 'tis to love, And cruel not to love, But cruelest of all To love and love in vain.

But O! my heart, what shade can prove Thy guard against this heat of Love?

Pretty Rose, thou gaudy flower, Sacred to Love's almighty power, Whence there's no Lover ever seeks, But finds Thee in his Mistress' cheeks.

I both love and do not love, and am mad and am not mad.

Cursed be he above all others Who's enslaved by love of money. Money takes the place of brothers, Money takes the place of parents, Money brings us war and slaughter.

Bring water, bring wine, boy! Bring flowering garlands to me! Yes, bring them, so that I may try a bout with love.

Boy with a maiden's glance, I seek you out, but you hear not, Unknowing that you are the charioteer Of my soul.

Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.