Quotes About Love

Mizantropul este om: e absolut necesar ca umanistul sa fie intr-o oarecare masura mizantrop.Dar e un mizantrop stiintific, care a stiut sa-si dozeze ura, care incepe prin a-i uri pe oameni pentru a-i putea iubi mai bine, apoi.

Cada día te pareces un poco más al cadáver que serás y yo te amo siempre.

I love you enormously. I'm spending a little time away from you—quite absurd and contingent. I would so like to see you, my stubborn little thing, and tell you my stories and hold your hand. You are my love, you good little being. Far from you I measure the nothingness of the flesh, and I am not having much fun.

The beauty of God is in the wind, in the movement of the ocean, it is in the eyes of a woman gazing at her lover, pouring the deep red wine of love from her eyes like two crystal cups. There is a God who dances and who loves and who longs to sing of love...And I mean that God is music; all inclusive, benevolent and life-affirming, unashamed human emotion.

My body turns and yearns for a sleep That won't ever come It's never over, My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder It's never over, all my riches for her smiles When I slept so soft against her It's never over, All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter It's never over, She is the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Aptal olma, o senin için ilk gördüÄŸün andan itibaren bir kalp aÄŸr?s?yd?...

If God goes in search of man, created in His own image and likeness, He does so because He loves him eternally in the Word, and wishes to raise him in Christ to the dignity of an adoptive son. God therefore goes in search of man who is His special possession in a way unlike any other creature. Man is God's possession by virtue of a choice made in love: God seeks man out, moved by His fatherly heart. – Blessed John Paul II

Don't die to see me, live to love me.

love your life live for the day

Shakespeare's metaphors are the paragon of creativity. "Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs." "Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy." "There's daggers in men's smiles.

I know family comes first, but shouldn't that mean after breakfast?

Nothing else loves me, nor ever will. Not even - especially - me. I know what I am and that's not a thing to love.

And so as much as I can, I care about her, dear Deborah. It's probably not love, but I would rather she were happy.

She really did like me, the idiot.

I think that's nice, and if I could have feelings at all I would have them for Deb.

If only I was capable of love, how I would have loved Harry.

It had been my experience that fatherhood was mostly a matter of suffering the insufferable, tolerating the intolerable, and changing diapers.

In fact, from what I had observed it was quite possible for one to actively dislike one's girlfriend, although of course true hatred is reserved for marriage.

Dorothy was right. There's no place like home. It

God, it's like I have something, deep down inside of me, that i think is undeserving of love.

I kissed the top of her head. It smelled wonderful, a combination of baby shampoo and whatever intoxicating pheromone it is that babies rub into their scalps.

I come from parents who are big on respect and also who are big on treating everyone with love. No race, no religion, no culture—none of that matters. You're a person: you deserve respect. I was in a position to make people feel good and welcome and loved. Why wouldn't I act on that?

Go home, Sean. Go plant some flowers and mow your grass. And maybe hatch a couple more kids. You sound like Colleen. That's what she wants. It's what we all want. Some of us just don't know it yet.

Is that not what a commander must do, earn respect, give them discipline and . . . love them?