Quotes About Love

Acababa de ver lo que queda de un hombre cuando a todo lo que es, a todo lo que cree ser, se le resta la mujer que ama.

El amor no abraza, pensaba Rímini: hiere. No inunda, se clava.

Una novela de amor- horror, que pone al desnudo el otro lado, a la vez sórdido y revelador, siniestro y desopilante, de esa comedia que los seres humanos llaman «pareja».

se vio sin ella, y esa figura huérfana, como saqueada, lo heló de espanto. Acababa de ver lo que queda de un hombre cuando a todo lo que es, a todo lo que cree ser, se le resta la mujer que ama.»

La membrana dell'amore è delicata, basta un graffio accidentale a lacerarla. Se i dubbi di Rìmini l'avevano danneggiata, rendendola vulnerabile all'infezione che, per un innamorato, cova nel desiderio di vivere una vita diversa dalla propria, l'esperienza della catastrofe era bastata a rigenerarla.

Sofìa non era sparita, non era morta, era con lui, e lo amava ancora. Cos'era il resto, tutto il resto, se non pura futilità?

And then you'll be back, will you?" She smiled at him. "Of course I will. I can't stay away from you, you know that." The way his head tilted, Valkyrie knew that pleased him.

Do your best not to die, sweetie," he said quietly. "She's the only one who knows how to work the dishwasher.

The better I can make the world, the better it is for the people in my life

She would live and love. She would be vibrant and happy and thoughtful and strong.

She is just Cat. She curls up on my chest whenever I sit down, and goes to sleep. I hope she doesn't miss me. I'm going to miss her.

I don't want to think about living in a world where you're not in it, all right?

I wish I would have known you earlier so I could love you longer. - Derek Miles

Those of us with the courage to open ourselves to that much love and not fear it - who can give joy to a dying child until the very end without withdrawing to save ourselves - those are our saints. It is not the martyrs. It is never the martyrs.

Consider the work of Calvary. A perfect work, perfect in every respect, perfect in every aspect

The purpose of God for the Christian is the consistent expression of divine love.

Break a vase, and the love that reassembles the fragments is stronger than that love which took its symmetry for granted when it was whole.

I loved them as poets love the poetry that kills them, as drowned sailors the sea.

because the fate of poetry is to fall in love with the world, in spite of History.

The appreciation of a painting or a piece of music, for example, or even falling in love, is all about our subjectivity. But to decide that the entire universe operates in such a way, let alone to go to war because we are so convinced we are right that others must agree with us or die, that surely should demand a higher level of argument than 'It's true because I really, really feel it is.

Some people believe that a persons spirit is captured when they are photographed. I invite those of you who dont believe that to take a photograph of someone you love a stab it repeatedly with a pair of scissors. Maybe they do capture something of the soul.

The single most valuable human trait, the one quality every schoolchild and adult should be taught to nurture, is, quite simply, kindness.

Everybody at some level believes in it. It's a deeply seductive image. The image that we all want, as oppressed people, is an image of our masters finally loving us and recognizing our humanity. It is this image that keeps prostitutes with their pimps, the colonized with their colonizers and battered women with their batterers. Everybody dreams of one day being safe.

Last December I saw an advertisement outside an electronics store. There was a little boy, delirious with delight, surrounded by computers, stereos, and other gadgets. The text read: "We know what your child wants for Christmas." I stared at the poster, then said to no one in particular, "What your child wants for Christmas is your love, but if he can't get that, he'll settle for a bunch of electronic crap.