Quotes About Love

Enjoy the process. The Sages of Sivana often spoke of this philosophy. They truly believed that a day without laughter or a day without love was a day without life.

Eighth letter : The purpose of life is to love How well you live comes to how much you love. The heart is wiser than the head. Honor it. Trust it follow it.

Our minds are shaped by the books we read. Our characters, by the people we meet. Our spirits by the love we give.

Knowing that you love the earth changes you, activates you to defend and protect and celebrate. But when you feel that the earth loves you in return, that feeling transforms the relationship from a one-way street into a sacred bond.

This is really why I made my daughters learn to garden—so they would always have a mother to love them, long after I am gone.

To love a place is not enough. We must find ways to heal it.

Joanna Macy writes that until we can grieve for our planet we cannot love it—grieving is a sign of spiritual health. But it is not enough to weep for our lost landscapes; we have to put our hands in the earth to make ourselves whole again. Even a wounded world is feeding us. Even a wounded world holds us, giving us moments of wonder and joy. I choose joy over despair.

Chris loved you, I said, and the truth of it was almost a physical pain. She wouldn't look at me. No he didn't. And he would have figured it out eventually. So would you? Then where would I have been? Not here.

They would fade away-and I would be left alone to face the people at school,and the reporters,and Adriane,and all the places where Max had taken my hand or breathed in my ear or told me he loved me,and the emptiness that used to be Chris.

Origin stories are irrelevant. Nothing matters less than how you were born. What matters is how you die, and how you live. We live for each other, so anything that got us to that point must have been right.

According to Lacey I had the lyrics all wrong. I sang like it sounded to me, because those words sounded right: I loved you I'm not going back I killed you I'm not going back.

She guessed she really was married to him, the way she hated the thought of him grieving for her.

Falling in love was easy-when romantic attraction was combined with hungry, unsated desire, they formed a glamorous, glittering bauble as fragile as it was alluring, a bauble that could shatter as soon as it was grasped. Tenderness was a different story. It had staying power and the promise of a future.

They ran. They stayed warmer that way and running seemed to be the right way to measure their love for Uncle Ben. They wanted to hear their breath, and their feet stamping the ground. They wanted to feel their lungs working, and their hearts.

It was the secrecy I hated. but. Like we were ashamed. Cos we weren't - not really. It was like we were breakin' the law, an' I'm not even sure we were. Just cause we loved our child. - But it worked out okay, yeah? - Yeah, but it was wrong smuggling her o' the country. - You'll be voting yes, so? - I'll be waitin' for the fucking doors to open.

That does it. It can't be true love. Mr. Willow has eyes like a sick kitten. You might love a sick kitten but you don't marry it, you keep it as a pet.

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When I was a kid my parents moved a lot, but I always found them.

Marriage...it's not a word, it's a sentence.

The object we love seems to us more beautiful than it is:

This is also what it means to live in a time of polio, to be buried unknown, but not less loved than the pope or the president. I want to tell my children this. We are all worried about not being good enough for love. Imagine all we have. Imagine all we love and live through. Imagine what a chance we have to endure the very worst that might come our way.

If you don't own a dog, at least one, there is not necessarily anything wrong with you, but there may be something wrong with your life.

Dogs have given us their absolute all. We are the center of their universe. We are the focus of their love and faith and trust. They serve us in return for scraps. It is without a doubt the best deal man has ever made.

For me a house or an apartment becomes a home when you add one set of four legs, a happy tail, and that indescribable measure of love that we call a dog.