Quotes About Love

There's love, sweet love, for one and all-- For love is best for great and small.

Love is a bridge that links us heart to heart Mother and child can never live apart.

Wherever I fly from my own dear nest, I always come back, for home is the best.

Oh! like a wreath, let Christmas mirth To-day encircle all the earth, And bind the nations with the love That Jesus brought from heaven above.

Let the child feel Christ is near him; By your faith will grow his own; Death nor danger will affright him If he never feels alone.

These three little kittens opened their eyes when they grew old enough, and thought there was nothing so nice in all this wonderful world as their own dear mother, although she told them of a great many nice things, like milk and bread, which they should have when they could go up to the big house where she had her breakfast, dinner, and supper.

This moment's chord of earthly commotion will never be struck exactly so again-- though love does love to repeat its favorite lines.

This love is not a melting of self, a softened apprehension of the other. The loved one need not meet my gaze, acknowledge my presence, approve or know of me.

This love is a lichen.... etching on the unmoved rock the only rune it knows.

I was sixteen, seeking lessons in rainbow posters, love was stronger than I knew. So was fear.

If I'm meant to love people, I should love everyone. What kind of tide can an ocean bestow if it picks and chooses the rocks it's willing to touch?

Bonding through caregiving..I don't think I'd ever realized until then that so much affection, so much heart connect, happens when we take care of someone.

You may very well ask what the goddess of love is doing in St. Andrews, writing trashy romances. Adapting.

You say that if we hadn't just gotten married, you would want to marry Miss Arkansas. Even if she can't spell. She can sit on her hair. A lover could climb that hair like a gym rope. It's fairy-tale hair, Rapunzel hair. We saw her practicing for the pageant in the hotel ballroom with two wild pigs, her hair braided into two lassoes.

You were going to travel for love, without shoes, or cloak, or common sense. This is one of the things a woman can do when her lover leaves her. It's hard on the feet perhaps, but staying at home is hard on the heart.

Admit it, you're in love because you enjoy the challenge.

Anybody looking for true love has never had it.

My dad is my hero, and the only Black person I knew that wasn't a nigger.

Surrounded by joy and bathed in happiness.

The only thing that matters in the end is what loves you back.

I've lied / to you The same way that I always do This is / the last smile That I'll fake for the sake of being with you

When life leaves us blind, love keeps us kind.

What I have always loved most in men is imperfection.

Her deepest longing, perhaps, was to be loved unconditionally, and at the same time be left in peace. But she never told anyone. It is shameful and egotistical to hope for unconditional love and at the same time want to be left in peace. The mother's inner worlds were neatly sealed—dark, gilded worlds.