Quotes About Love

you can spiritually revitalize yourself and your world, in accordance with what is possible for your own age, and the Strangers occupy an inner world of timeless power, which is still available to all that have the courage and love to make the fires on the stones and spill some blood for them.

what would you do if all the lovers of your years passed by at midnight dressed in the flesh they wore when you last loved them? what do I do? what do I say? I loved you then, I touch you now with all the glow you left in the palm of my hands.

sure of the diagnosis. I'm in love with you, Denise.

had been years since he had felt the excitement of romantic love. For a couple of weeks he hadn't even recognized

Because it can be the key to my freedom," said Martin holding her close. "You have become my promise for fulfillment and research has the power of giving me what I want from medicine as well as more time with you.

he said softly. "At the present time in my life there are only two things I really care about: you and my research. And if there were some way I could make a living out of being with you, I might even forget the research.

What we say, my child, has an impact on those around us. Words can spread darkness and hate or shed light and love. Don't misuse them, Daphne.

She was a one-girl welcoming committee who loved God with a passion and loved serving Him by serving people.

We must offer him Christian compassion and understanding. But we must also give him truth. Compassion doesn't mean lying to someone to save their feelings.

Brad used to tell him that God wanted to heal the hurts from his past; that God wanted to be the father who would never betray him or hurt him or reject him.

Come back, Felicia. Don't leave Frenchman's Bluff. Don't leave the children." He brushed his lips against hers, and his voice lowered. "Don't leave me. You've taught me so much already, but I have so much more to learn." She smiled a little. "What have I taught you, Mr. Murphy?" "More than you could imagine, my love. But it'll take me a lifetime to find the words to tell you.

Am I worthy of Juliet, I wondered, worthy as my father was of my mother?

Era riuscita a tenere con se un pezzo dell'anima di sua madre, che avrebbe per sempre fatto parte di lei, una spina dorsale per mantenerla forte negli anni a venire, un secondo cuore che avrebbe battuto nel suo petto.

Posso não ter suficientes qualidades para ser vossa rainha, senhor, mas tenho demasiadas para ser apenas vossa amante.

I said: He cannot be so bad if he loves roses so much. But he is a Beast, said Father helplessly. I saw that he was weakening, and wishing only to comfort him I said, Cannot a Beast be tamed?

I love you. I will love you till the stars crumble, which is a less idle threat than is usual to lovers on parting.

Then marry me. For I love you, and I do not believe there is anything so wrong with you. You are fair in my eyes and you lie fair on my heart.

What was new was the fact that, despite my heart doing its fight-or-flight, help-we're-prey-and-HEY-STUPID-THAT'S-A-VAMPIRE number, I was glad to see him. Ridiculous but true. Scary but true.

There was, too, a reality to her new life that her old life had lacked, and she realized with a shock that she had never truly loved or hated, for she had never seen the world she had been used to living in closely enough for it to evoke passion in her.

They are all so beautiful,' she said. He looked down at her. 'Not half so beautiful as you are,' he said. 'Nor do they speak to me, nor touch me. Even Fourpaws will not touch me. Beauty, will you marry me?

And when I looked up and saw you as you were, in no gaudy robes and bearing no solemn goblet - suddenly I had hope.' 'I did not see you looking,' said Mirasol. 'I did no want you to see,' said the Master.'And I looked away quickly, because I knew the hope was false. I knew - I think I knew - that it was not really about hope, it was about looking at you. And so I looked at Horuld, and at his sword, and reminded myself that they were about to kill me.

She fell asleep, leaning on his chest, and he edged her a little off a particularly painful bruise, leaned his head back against the tree he had propped them up against, and closed his own eyes.

It is not a comfortable passion.

At first Lissar merely ran away; away from the yellow city, away from the prince whom she loved with both halves of her broken heart.