Quotes About Love

I can take a joke," she said. "I've married you, haven't I?

E pensou o mesmo naquele momento, porque os sentimentos perturbadores permaneciam ali, sob o bolso do peito do colete, onde ele guardava um toco de lápis que ela havia deixado para trás na noite anterior.

I'm going now," he said. "This is much too shocking. I need to—drink, I believe. Or fight. Something. I love you. That's what it is. That's what's happened. Yes.

Coward" he said softly. She stopped and turned and marched back to him. She dropped her reticule, grasped his neckcloth, cupped his face, dragged his mouth to hers, and kissed him.

I can't imagine dating a boy, meeting him only outside the home. What's a home and family for if it's not the center of one's life?

Love isn't something you find. Love is something that finds you.

The horrors of war pale beside the loss of a mother." -Anna

As I wrote 'The Christmas Lamp' I realized that tradition is priceless, whether you have a small family, a large family, or no family. Tradition doesn't have to be logical; it only has to emphasize the light of Christ and his everlasting love.

Emboldened by her teasing manner, Jonas squared his shoulders. From childhood had he loved Caroline. There would never be another woman for him, not ever. Though he had not planned to voice his intentions tonight, his heart was full to the bursting point. With a certainty that could not be doubted, he knew this moment had been created by Gott alone. He enfolded her hand in a

Caroline Hersberger, it would be the honor of my life if you will agree to be my wife.

love means breaking all the rules

Before she could finish that thought, Dare kissed her on the top of the head. "You're more fragile than you realize, Molly Alexander." He caught her chin, turning her face toward him. "Don't push yourself. I want you - that's not going to change. I can't say I won't kiss you, but how far and how fast we go is up to you.

But love was strange. It distorted your perspective and played havoc with your logic.

Relationships in life don't really end, even if you never see the person again. Every person you've been close to lives on somewhere inside you. Your past lovers, your parents, your friends, people both alive and dead (symbolically or literally)--all of them evoke memories, conscious or not.

Losing somebody you love is such a profoundly lonely experience, something only you endure in your own particular way.

every decision they make is based on two things: fear and love. Therapy strives to teach you how to tell the two apart.

Even in the best possible relationship, you're going to get hurt sometimes, and no matter how much you love somebody, you will at times hurt that person, not because you want to, but because you're human. You will inevitably hurt your partner, your parents, your children, your closest friend—and they will hurt you—because if you sign up for intimacy, getting hurt is part of the deal.

the goal is to integrate the loss into your life and create an ongoing connection with the person who died while also finding a way to continue living.

Its opposite is wise compassion, which means caring about the person but also giving him or her a loving truth bomb when needed.

I remember reading a divorced woman's experience of getting to know a new lover after her decades-long marriage ended: "I will never lock eyes in the delivery room with David," she wrote. "I've never met his mother.

You know what I love about Rosie?" he says. "She's the only one who doesn't ask things of me. The only one who isn't, in one way or another, disappointed with me—or at least, she wasn't before she bit me! Who wouldn't love that?" He laughs loudly, like we're at a bar and he's just tossed out a breezy one-liner.

you're going to get hurt sometimes, and no matter how much you love somebody, you will at times hurt that person, not because you want to, but because you're human

Even in the best possible relationship, you're going to get hurt sometimes, and no matter how much you love somebody, you will at times hurt that person, not because you want to, but because you're human.

The price of loving so deeply is feeling so deeply—but it's also a gift, the gift of being alive. If we no longer feel, we should be grieving our own deaths.