Quotes About Love

2:6.8 The love of God saves the sinner; the law of God destroys the sin.

That's the nature of being a parent, Sabine has discovered. You'll love your children far more than you ever loved your parents, and -- in the recognition that your own children cannot fathom the depth of your love -- you come to understand the tragic, unrequited love of your own parents.

That's the nature of being a parent, Sabine has discovered. You'll love your children far more than you ever loved your parents, and -- in the recognition that your own children cannot fathom the depth of your love -- you come to understand the tragic, unrequited love of your own parents.

A perfectly happy marriage? There is no such thing. There are strong marriages that can survive problems, but happiness is such a brief condition, interrupted by difficulties and plain, boring routine.

And throughout all, Trudi wove the assurance...that - once someone had been in your life - you could keep that person there despite the agony of loss, as long as you had faith that you could bring the sum of all your hours together in one shining moment.

Carefully, the girl skimmed her fingers across her mother's knee. It was smooth; the skin had closed across the tiny wounds like the surface of the river after you toss stones into the waves. Only you knew they were there. Unless you told.

Love doesn't sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all of the time, made new.

Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.

Most books are written from the outside in, but "Where the Wild Things Are" comes from the inside out. I think Maurice's book is the first picture book to recognize the fact that children have powerful emotions: anger and love and hate. And only after all that passion, the wanting to be 'where someone loved him best of all.

Mr. Dragonbreath, who had been happily married to Danny's mother for a number of years, carefully poured her another cup of coffee. He did not say anything more about the most important meal of the day.

There's always that one person that will always have your heart You never see it coming cause you're blinded from the start Know that you're that one for me, it's clear for everyone to see Ooh baby, you will always be my boo

She thinks that I'm full of it, always pissed, man I'm tired, every kiss, that I miss, girl you know I'm trying, you never believe when I say, I never believe when you say, I love you

We had a relationship that lasted 44 years. Herbert and I lived together 10 years before we were married. He always gave me a little heart for whatever anniversary.

I figure no matter how old you are, it's always going to be your first marriage and no life experience is going to make you a better judge of who you should marry.

I want to hug him, to hold him, but I also want to slap him until he can see that, objectively, his life is almost perfect. The world loves him; it takes him seriously; Harvard takes him seriously.

No one has called me. They all think I'm toxic or damaged, or both. I cannot stop crying so Dad holds me while Mom stands in the doorway with her half-open mouth and palms against her chest. Dad rocks me and whispers to me. He sings a little song in my ear as he dries my naked body with a towel while Mom stands in the doorway. He carries me to my bed, rests me head on his knees and lets my tears and snot soak dark spots into his white trousers.

My grandfather lived alone in this room with no one to love for twenty-six years. That kind of loneliness takes real strength.

Je suis toutes ces choses. Toutes ces choses, mais j'ai déjà eu une mère, et elle m'aimait.

Truth must be integrated with love; morality is not whole without it. Love is the greatest strength of the powerless. Unity founded on love will never be coercion; power guided by love will never be violence. Love is all-powerful and will even overcome hatred. And only love can do this!

Men love because they are afraid of themselves, afraid of the loneliness that lives in them, and need someone in whom they can lose themselves as smoke loses itself in the sky.

A kiss To a young girl, faith to a married woman, hope to an old maid, charity.

Hietanen ärtyi myöskin: – Ei jumalaut! Mää en millään lakkaa ihmettelemäst millai mies pitä kaiken romun takanans. Kuin helvetin taval sitä voi oikein rakasta rätejä ja lumpui. Jokku rakastava nätei flikoi, ja sen mää kyl ymmärrän, mut kuin helvetin taval? Ei, mää olen mahdottoman hämmästynyt. Mää ihmettelen oikein kauhiast tämmöst ja olen niinkun klavul päähä lyöty.

Who loves his people's good to see? The store of bliss, the living mine Where brightest joys

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