Quotes About Love

a quote from Ernest Hemingway. A simple one-liner that read, "Never go on trips with anyone you do not love.

Never, never, never could one conceive what love is beforehand, never. —D. H. Lawrence, after meeting his future wife

The bigger point for me was that if you were on a trip with someone you didn't love, at the end of it you'd only get to remember what you remembered. But if you went with someone you loved, you'd often get more than that. You'd get to share it with them. You'd get to remember what they remembered too.

He reached forward and held my face, trying to make me look at him. Except I couldn't look at him and not see all the stories he had kept private about his life this last year. There were breakfasts with Maddie, secret cards and phone calls, a million stories that he hadn't shared--including the story about how much Michelle still loved him. Wasn't the ultimate form of fidelity whom you told your stories to? Ben had stopped telling me his.

think, or I used to think at least, that real love comes over time, once that initial draw you're talking about takes on a different form. When you get to understand there is something more concrete between you," I said. "Something that is worth preserving . . ." He

I think, or I used to think at least, that real love comes over time, once that initial draw you're talking about takes on a different form. When you get to understand there is something more concrete between you," I said. "Something that is worth preserving

of how to answer

Part of it is that I recognize in her that thing that happens when you lose your mother. My mother left by choice, Bailey's by tragedy, but it leaves a similar imprint on you either way. It leaves you in the same strange place, trying to figure out how to navigate the world without the most important person watching.

Love doesn't leave you. Not all at once. It creeps back in, making you think it can be another way, that it can still be another way, and you have to remind yourself of the reasons that it probably won't be.

We loved each other in the difficult, unusable way where you took turns doing it, instead of ever managing to do it at the same time.

I kind of think you could probably say the same thing about people. At the end of the day, one thing defines them." "What defines you?" I said. "What defines you?" he said. I smiled. "I asked you first." He smiled back at me. He smiled, that smile. "Okay, fine," he said. Then he didn't hesitate, not for a second. "There is nothing I wouldn't do for my daughter.

Lo que me dijiste no cambió mi manera de pensar y te repito que me encantaría ser el compañero de toda tu vida, pero quiero que pienses muy bien si ese hombre soy yo o no. Si tu respuesta es afirmativa, celebraremos la boda dentro de unos días. Si no, yo seré el primero en felicitar a Pedro y pedirle que te dé el lugar que te mereces

Words travel as swiftly as desire, so it is possible to send a message of love without them.

When you're told there's no way you can marry the woman you love and your only hope of being near her is to marry her sister, wouldn't you do the same?

Those huge stars have lasted for millions of years by taking care never to absorb any of the fiery rays lovers all over the world send up at them night after night. To avoid that, the star generates so much heat inside itself that it shatters the rays into a thousand pieces. Any look it receives is immediately repulsed, reflected back onto the earth, like a trick done with mirrors. That is the reason the stars shine so brightly at night.

Why did you do that, Pedro? It will look ridiculous, you agreeing to marry Rosaura. What happened to the eternal love you swore to Tita? Aren't you going to keep that vow?' 'Of course I'll keep it. When you're told there's no way you can marry the woman you love, and your only hope of being near her is to marry her sister, wouldn't you do the same?' 'So you intend to marry without love?' 'No, Papa. I am going to marry with a great love for Tita that will never die.

being able to listen to unrepeatable secrets, wishes, and desires wasn't as wonderful as it seemed...being aware of what other people felt at every moment would come to cause him a lot of headaches, and huge disappointments in love.

The sun light up a drop of dew The drop of dew soon dries You are the light of my eyes, my eyes I'm brought to life by you ...

Y juró ante su tumba que ella nunca renunciaría al amor

Maldita decencia! ¡Maldito manual de Carreño! Por su culpa su cuerpo quedaba destinado a marchitarse poco a poco, sin remedio alguno. ¡Y maldito Pedro tan decente, tan correcto, tan varonil, tan... tan amado! -Tita

next time you fall in love, don't be such a coward?

Para a mesa e para a cama, uma só vez se chama.

Words travel as swiftly as desire, so it is possible to send a message of love without them. Like water, words are a powerful conductor of energy. And the most powerful, transforming energy is the energy of love.

Surely the heart is not a fitting place to house hatred. But where is its place? I don't know. That is one of the universe's Unknowns. It would seem that the God's truly delight in messing things up, for in not having created a particular spot to house hatred, they have provoked eternal chaos. Hatred us forever hunting down a refuge, poking it's nose where it shouldn't, taking over sites reserved for others, invariably forcing out love.