Quotes About Love

Pe cruce, Isus ne-a d?ruit darul suprem al bun?t??ii nemeritate.

So let all goodness draw you nearer and let all goodness flow from you to point others to the Source of all goodness. 13.

La fel ca orice mare bog??ie, câÈ™tigul ei (al dragostei) este direct proporÈ›ional cu investiÈ›ia f?cut?.

Crucifixion: The Ancient World and the Folly of the Cross.

friends and relations who have lived, and faced death, in the light of the resurrection story, or in the quiet acceptance that they have a future after they die.1

O Love that wilt not let me go, I rest my weary soul in Thee; I give Thee back the life I owe, That in Thine ocean depths its flow May richer fuller be. O Cross that liftest up my head, I dare not ask to fly from Thee; I lay in dust life's glory dead, And from the ground there blossoms red Life that shall endless be.10

will be with Yeshu Baba, because he is Jesus, the Savior of the world.

Es más fácil esconderse detrás de argumentos filosóficos, llenos de notas a pie de página para impresionar, que admitir nuestras heridas, nuestras confusiones, nuestros amores y nuestras pasiones en el mercado de las transacciones de la vida.

The redeemed heart says, "The reason by which we live is the heart of mercy that does not keep a ledger.

What a wonderful day it was when I stopped running and, by His strength, let the embrace of His love envelop me.

Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.

No person ever died that had a family.

There was her face, like a summer peach, beautiful and warm, and the light of the candles reflected in her dark eyes. [He] held his breath. The entire world waited and held its breath.

Looking back over a lifetime, you see that love was the answer to everything.

Why love the woman who is your wife? Her nose breathes in the air of a world that I know; therefore I love that nose. Her ears hear music I might sing half the night through; therefore I love her ears. Her eyes delight in seasons of the land; and so I love those eyes. Her tongue knows quince, peach, chokeberry, mint and lime; I love to hear it speaking. Because her flesh knows heat, cold, affliction, I know fire, snow, and pain. Shared and once again shared experience.

What are you up to now? I'm sill crazy. The rain feels good. I love to walk in it.

Love will fly if held too lightly, love will die if held too tightly.

The Lord is not serious. In fact, it is a little hard to know just what else He is except loving. And love has to do with humor, doesn't it? For you cannot love someone unless you put up with him, can you? And you cannot put up with someone constantly unless you can laugh at him. Isn't that true? And certainly we are rediculous little animals wallowing in the fudge bowl, and God must love us all the more because we appeal to his humor.

If you have moved over vast territories and dared to love silly things, you will have learned even from the most primitive items collected and put aside in your life.

That's life for you, said McDunn. Someone always waiting for someone who never comes home. Always someone loving some thing more than that thing loves them. And after a while you want to destroy whatever that thing is, so it can't hurt you no more.

I was only twelve. But I knew how much I loved her. It was that love that comes before all significance of body and morals. It was that love that was no more bad than wind and sea and sand lying side by side forever. It was made of all the warm long days together at the beach, and the humming quiet days of droning education at the school. All the long Autumn days of the years past when I carried her books home from school.

The things that you do should be things that you love, and things that you love should be things that you do.

I know you've heard it a thousand times before. But it's true – hard work pays off. If you want to be good, you have to practice, practice, practice. If you don't love something, then don't do it.

What is Love? perhaps we may find that love is the ability of someone to give us back to us. Maybe love is someone seeing and remembering, handing us back to ourselves just a trifle better than we had dared to hope or dream...