Quotes About Love

As a mom, I always feel I have to protect them. I talk about them because they are the most important things in my life but they are private people. I won't use them for my own press.

Hopefully this movie will help people understand that if a child is never given the tools to know how to love others and love and respect themselves, this is what happens.

Time will make it worse! You're...the other half of his soul. He's never going to get over you. And no matter how much you hope that you will... you'll never get over him. You're going to wake up one day and realize what you've done, and you're going to regret the time you wasted apart from him for the rest of your life.

I kissed her again, tenderly touching my lips to hers. Now what?" Kiss the kids, and then you and I can celebrate eleven years of in-your-face-we-made-it. How about that?

I belong to my beloved, and my beloved is mine.

I'm going to kiss you now, and I don't know if I'll ever stop.

Grief, I've learned, is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.

Although the Bible is a library of books, it is also "the book." It is a story, a grand story, of God's love for His people, and the price He was willing to pay to restore us into perfect fellowship with Him.

Most of us, when that time comes, won't be able to avoid the feelings that we somehow could have been better parents—that we could have done more, could have been more effective, more loving, more perceptive, or could have been better examples to our children. But we will have more peace of mind if we know we have at least passed on to them a few of the most important things in life—the values that will help them become successful, competent, caring, and ethical adults.

I fear I am forbidden fruit," he sighed into her hair. Her hands grasped him in answer. "I would know such fruit. For always." "Oh, sweetness, you know not what you are saying. It can be so dark here, with me." "I'm not afraid." Even as he gave up and kissed her, he murmured a warning. "You should be. You should be.

She still talks to me now, only now she talks to me in my dreams. And I can't wait to go to sleep tonight because we have a lot to talk about. I love you.

I don't know if I'm built for marriage.

We must never forget that our small, daily acts can total a great sum of love. They can be the stars by which others find their way through the dark voyage of life.

And you know what? I found out that Joe Leonard wasn't the only one who had a scar because of me. I found out that the person's name I had been taking in vain all those years had scars because of me - and not just one. He was nailed to a cross through His hands and feet. He didn't just get hurt for me, He died for me. He did that to pay for my sins, and He did it because He loved me.

The quickness with which all positive emotions such as love and trust can be expunged from the heart of a child is astounding. p 131

This is a bride's book, from bride to bride. If you're not a bride, you're reading Weddiculous because: • You've entertained the idea of engagement and plan to leave this book out so your partner sees it and gets a motherfucking clue. • You never want to plan a wedding, or had one and hated it, and want to laugh at my pain. • There's cake on the cover, and you like cake.

I've always put my family first and that's just the way it is.

My mother and stepfather were married 43 years, so I have watched a long marriage. I feel like I had a very good role model for that. And, you know, it's just a number.

We look at adoption as a very sacred exchange. It was not done lightly on either side. I would dedicate my life to this child.

There is nothing you will regret more in your life — nothing — than not being present for your children

Love touches the soul and awakens a desire so powerful that even the most vigilant heart is lured by its radiance.

People thought tolerance was the opposite of intolerance. Whereas in fact it was some meaningless neutrality. A child, any child, growing up, discovering herself and the nature of her deepest, most native desires - what use was tolerance to a child? It was encouragement she needed, encouragement first to be, then to love, herself. Or himself, whichever.

Well, no boy loves his chum, or no boy says he does. But he answered, I do. I do, he answered as in some preposterous dissenting nuptial. And MacMurrough remembered how touching it was that a young fellow in a stranger's bed should say that he loved his friend.

I'm looking out for myself, but I'm looking out for my dad, too.