Quotes About Love

The moment Lucas stepped beside her, she felt as if her shelter were complete. The canopy might ward off the sun, but it was having Lucas at her side that made her feel protected, fulfilled . . . loved. She glanced up at him, and though she saw that his tie was still askew, she resisted the urge to straighten it. There would be a lifetime to indulge such impulses.

THE BERING STRAIT, 1918 "Sergei, do not die," the girl said, turning around in the open boat. "I forbid you to die." She had hoped, in vain, that her voice would not falter. When she tried to reach out to him, he pulled away, still holding on to the tiller with dead-white fingers.

Small things with great love. . . . It is not how much we do, but how much love we put into the doing. And it is not how much we give, but how much love we put into the giving. To God there is nothing small.

Small things with great love. . . . It is not how much we do, but how much love we put into the doing. And it is not how much we give, but how much love we put into the giving. To God there is nothing small." —Mother Teresa

We often see films with a cast of excellent characters...except one, who's dreadful. We wonder why until we realize that the writer hates this character. He's trivializing and insulting this role at every opportunity. And I'll never understand this. How can a writer hate his own character? It's his baby. How can he hate what he gave life? Embrace all your creations, especially the bad people. They deserve love like everyone else.

Boy-meets-girl has always been an irreducible convention that occurs early in the telling, to be followed by the trials, tribulations, and triumphs of love.

The most important question we ask when writing a Love Story is: "What's to stop them?" For where's the story in a Love Story? Two people meet, fall in love, marry, raise a family, support each other till death do them part … what could be more boring than that?

Love relationships are political. An old Gypsy expression goes: "He who confesses first loses." The first person to say "I love you" has lost because the other, upon hearing it, immediately smiles a knowing smile, realizing that he's the one loved, so he now controls the relationship.

It is not the love of money that is evil—it is the lack of money that causes evil. It is working at a job we hate that is evil. Working hard yet not earning enough to provide for our families is evil. For some, being deeply in debt is evil. Fighting with people you love over money is evil. Being greedy is evil. Committing criminal or immoral acts to get money is evil. Money by itself is not evil. Money is just money.

We do it for the fun and the fact it makes us feel closer to loved ones both living and dead.

A lawyer caught in the toils of a murder case is like a man newly fallen in love: his involvement is total.

The golden rule of relationships is "Cause no indignity." A loving relationship is one in which both partners take care to protect each other's dignity. A wounded soul heals more slowly than a wounded body, so it is as important to avoid indignity as it is to avoid outright harm.

It doesn't take much to show love, but at some time or another in your, praise God, disastrous life you must have felt, honestly and simply, what love is and how love likes to behave.

I imagine that it would be unspeakably lovely to die with the terrible knowledge that I have offended whosoever I love the most and have filled them with bad opinions of me.

Money rules the world, and doubtless also, here and there, the bit of love within it, and when love turns to hate, one remembers unpaid board.

In the sweet light of love I believed I was able to recognize—or required to feel—that the inward self is the only self which really exists.

A heaven opens when people are kind to one another.

In the sweet light of love I realized, or believed I realized, that perhaps the inward self is the only self which really exists.

Je bescheidener meine Wohnung war, um so eleganter wirkte alle Eleganz auf mich, um so künstlerischer erschienen mir Schöpfungen aus dem Gebiet der Kunst, und Freunde und Liebe kamen mir um so freundlicher und liebenswürdiger vor.

There are little books we read as if we're eating something delicious. We quickly forget them. After a certain amount of time, perhaps we recall them again. They're Like people we're capable of loving because they're not difficult.

My love of humankind will be agreeably balanced with mercantile rationality on the scales of salesmanship.

See how in the middle of winter love is radiant, brightness smiles, warmth shines, tenderness twinkles, and the glow of all that may be hoped for, all kindness, comes toward you.

For it was inevitable that something a person was fond of, something he felt bound and conjoined to, would cause him distress as well: he would have to struggle with it, there would be much about it that displeased him, and at times he would even hate it because he had always felt so powerfully drawn to it.

I pledge to love Jesus more than anything or anyone. And you are next in line, God's remarkable gift to me. I promise to protect, honor, and cherish you for the rest of our lives.