Quotes About Love

The ecological teaching of the Bible is simply inescapable: God made the world because He wanted it made. He thinks the world is good, and He loves it. It is His world; He has never relinquished title to it. And He has never revoked the conditions, bearing on His gift to us of the use of it, that oblige us to take excellent care of it.

I believe that the world was created and approved by love, that it subsists, coheres, and endures by love, and that, insofar as it is redeemable, it can be redeemed only by love.

Love is what carries you, for it is always there, even in the dark, or most in the dark, but shining out at times like gold stitches in a piece of embroidery.

I take literally the statement in the Gospel of John that God loves the world. I believe that the world was created and approved by love, that it subsists, coheres, and endures by love, and that, insofar as it is redeemable, it can be redeemed only by love. I believe that divine love, incarnate and indwelling in the world, summons the world always toward wholeness, which ultimately is reconciliation and atonement with God.

A perfect matching between a man and a woman starts with a fight between them.

Sure thing, just tell'em and let them decide on loving you back or not, it won't be none of your business and if you you ain't got no money be sure to let it all out, it ain't their business.

You can't hide poverty and love because they appear to people easily and fast.

oh beloved, no matter the intensity of the furnace you may find yourself in, Our beloved Heavenly Father is goodness He is faithfulness He is the unchanging One He is kindness He is compassion He is benevolence He is joy He is peace He is love He is grace – oh, so full of grace.

His joy is His fellowship with His children. He is a Father. He is the Father after whom all fatherhood is named. And the Father loves His children. He longs to fellowship with His children, to play with His children. To laugh and dance, sing and talk with His children.

The end-times battle will only be won by each and every battalion operating in its exact function and structure. "It is only when honor reigns among My Body – when each views and treats each as better than themselves. Preferring one another in love.

I wanted to curl up in her lap and stay there forever. I wanted to be her. She was raising me, cultivating me, molding me into a far better version of me than I could have ever dreamed up, let alone lived out, on my own. (149)

Bloody Christmas, here again, let us raise a loving cup, peace on earth, goodwill to men, and make them do the washing up.

My heart has made its mind up And I'm afraid it's you. Whatever you've got lined up, My heart has made its mind up And if you can't be signed up This year, next year will do. My heart has made its mind up And I'm afraid it's you.

Making Cocoa For Kingsley Amis It was a dream I had last week And some kind of record seemed vital. I knew it wouldn't be much of a poem But I love the title.

Two cures for love 1. Don't see him. Don't phone or write a letter. 2. The easy way: Get to know him better.

Nine-Line Triolet Here's a fine mess we got ourselves into, My angel, my darling, true love of my heart Etcetera. Must stop it but I can't begin to. Here's a fine mess we got ourselves into - Both in spin with nowhere to spin to, Bound by the old rules in life and in art. Here's a fine mess we got ourselves into, (I'll curse every rule in the book as we part) My angel, my darling, true love of my heart.

Another Christmas Poem Blood Christmas, here again. Let us raise a loving cup: Peace on earth, goodwill to men, And make them do the washing-up.

bees in Indian love poetry are said to form the bowstring of the god of lust

Adapt yourself to the things among which your lot has been cast and love sincerely the fellow creatures with whom destiny has ordained that you shall live.' Marcus Aurelius

It went on and on; intentionally, unintentionally, it didn't matter. The end was the same: broken people left in pieces, lives fractured, love bludgeoned.

Iman has said, "What I love about David is that he's a true gentleman, very old fashioned and English. He never lets me walk on the outside of the pavement, opens doors for me, and because we met on the fourteenth, he sends me flowers on the fourteenth of every month. He's a scholar too—he reads a lot, writes, does sculpture and paints, so I've learned so much from him.

We are lucky if our parents are still alive when we get old enough to appreciate them.

In the end these things matter most: How well did you love? How fully did you live? How deeply did you learn to let go? —JACK KORNFIELD, BUDDHIST TEACHER

I realized that love is stronger than death and that people you barely know can amaze you.