Quotes About Love

Can't think of anything I'd rather do than dine with you under the crystal moon.

Jesus would heal her past and take care of her todays and her tomorrows. Her Good Father held her future in His Hands.

Humble and simple, he made her see God was accessible.

Nothing in the world like the spark between men and women. What a marvelous and mysterious combination. Two sides of the same coin, you know. We both want the same thing, to give and receive love, to be cared for, respected. We just come at it from a different point of view.

The laugh lines stretching from the corners of her hazel eyes were evidence he'd been a decent husband, if not a good one, despite all of his disappointments and failures.

Humility is a magnet for His affection.

Why must duty require me to break my own heart?

Have you ever been hurt by someone you loved, Carpenter, but loved that person anyway?" "Indeed, I have." "And? Was it worth it?" "Every single time." ? Rachel Hauck, To Love a Prince

Let go, Jo. Replace all your fears with love.

I feel like the journey of the past ten, twelve years was leading me to this moment. Being worthy of you.

I thought life's answers were out there somewhere. Now I realize the answers are in me, in my faith in Jesus and His love for me.

You make every case for marriage but love.

This was Miss Blanche's daughter? She was a mess. A beautiful mess.

Standing there in her robe, that ridiculous robe, with the socks and slippers bulging from the pockets, Jonas saw a glint, the sparkle of a buried gem, in Tenley. He saw a woman worthy of love. Deserving of a man who would give her himself.

I chose you because the One who beckoned me to follow Him also chose you. For me.

Finding a seat in the back, she worshipped with the early service congregation, eyes closed, arms held wide, her heart offering it all to the One who wooed her with love and grace. Unconditional and uncompromising. Perfectly done on His part, not so much hers. But

Love isn't love just because someone receives it or reciprocates," Coral said. "Loving someone who doesn't love you in return is perhaps the greatest kind of love. Sacrificial. Without demand or condition.

Have you ever been hurt by someone you loved, Carpenter, but loved that person anyway?" "Indeed, I have." "And? Was it worth it?" "Every single time.

That one . . . she is mine.

Charlotte." No, no, no. "Dixie, wait, listen to me—

Love is vast, rich, textured. If you limit yourself to only romantic love, you will never love well.

You don't need me or Gus to make you a princess. You are loved by God and that alone makes you royalty.

Funny thing about love, real love—it filled every soul with courage.

Marriage is work, Cora, I'm not going to lie. It's glorious some days and not so much on others.