Quotes About Love

Because poets and pretty, young things still believe in romance. They still believe that truth heals and beauty sutures. They still believe that love forestalls, deters, and turns away the tragedy that is life.

I'm not trying to be noble. I'm afraid. And the idea of having more love than I've ever had-- and knowing I might never have it again-- that scares me worse than anything.

If I were to characterize George Washington's feelings toward his country, I should be less inclined than most people to stress what is called Washington's love of his country. What impresses me as far more important is what I should call Washington's respect for his country.

Most of us want most of all to be loved by someone who cared about us for ourselves, not for what we can do for them. For many, the search is bitter and fruitless.

When I save, I lay something aside for future need. If I sense God's leading, I will give it away to meet greater needs. When I hoard, I'm unwilling to part with what I've saved to meet others' needs, because my possible future needs outweigh their actual present needs. I fail to love my neighbor as myself.

Are we truly obeying the command to love our neighbor as ourselves if we're storing up money for potential future needs when our neighbor is laboring today under actual present needs?

What we love about this life are the things that resonate with the life we were made for. The things we love are not merely the best this life has to offer—they are previews of the greater life to come.

Parents who spoil their children out of 'love' should realize that they are performing acts of child abuse. Although there are no laws against such abuse--no man-made laws anyway--this spiritual mistreatment may result in as much long-term personal and social damage as the worst physical abuse.

The Great Commandment—to love—must come before the Great Commission—to do. "I've stepped back from the 'work' of ministry, and now I just play with my Daddy. The wonderful thing is that I'm seeing more fruit than ever! God is love. When His love is released, healing comes—healing of every

I love my parents. Coming out to them was sort of coming out to myself. I educated them, and I wanted our relationship to keep growing. I wanted them to be a part of my life still. I wanted to be able to share with them what I was going through.

Dad said that he was prouder of me than he'd ever been when I came out.

Readers don't want to read about somebody else having powerful emotions. . . . Readers want to become somebody else for a few hours, to live an exciting life, to find true love, to face down unimaginable terrors, to solve impossible puzzles, to feel a lightning jolt of adrenaline.

it's the romance, not the finance that makes business worth pursuing.

People are more important than things.

You may not want to hear it, but your critics are often the ones telling you they still love you and care about you, and want to make you better.

All my adult life I've felt drawn to ask long-married couples how they were able to stay together. All of them said the same thing: "We worked hard at it.

When you're screwing up and nobody says anything to you anymore that means they've given up on you…you may not want to hear it but your critics are often the ones telling you they still love you and care about you and want to make you better.

Kids need to know their parents love them. Their parents don't need to be alive for that to happen.

But I want her to grow up knowing that I was the first man ever to fall in love with her. I'd always thought the father/daughter thing was overstated. But I can tell you, sometimes, she looks at me and I just become a puddle.

Your critics are the ones telling you they still love you and care. Worry when you do something badly and nobody bothers to tell you.

If she doesn't really love you, then it's over. And if she does love you, then love will win out.

If you love her, support her.

I love all three of my kids completely and differently. And I want them to know that I will love them for as long as they live. I will.

In the fifty years my parents were married, in the thousands of conversations my dad had with me, it had just never come up. And so there I was, weeks after his death, getting another lesson from him about the meaning of sacrifice—and about the power of humility