Quotes About Love

I loved the house the way you would any new house, because it is populated by your future, the family of children who will fill it with noise or chaos and satisfying busy pleasures.

My mom was paranoid about my safety.

In December 1998, I considered myself an expert on love. I was almost a year into a relationship, one that had grown more slowly than I had wished, but once it flowered it was much more stimulating than any marriage or relationship I had known.

But what truly horsey girls discover in the end is that boyfriends, husbands, children, and careers are the substitute-for horses

it's much more interesting to try and understand what binds two people together. why we stay with each other is much more of a mystery than why we don't.

I'm not alone," said the boy. "I've got a puppy.

Look, I know from the outside it doesn't look so bad... I know I had all the advantages. I know my parents loved me. But that makes it worse, don't you see?... The way it is, all the unhappiness seems to be my responsibility, my fault.

The whole concept of God taking on human shape, and all the liturgy and ritual around that, had simply never made any sense to me. That was because, I realized one wonderful day, it was so simple. For people with bodies, important things like love have to be embodied. That's all. God had to be embodied or else people with bodies would never in a trillion years understand about love.

A positive engagement to marry a certain person at a certain time, at all haps and hazards, I have always considered the most ridiculous thing on earth.

I think of the irony that in our language [Nepali] the word for love can also mean deceit.

And for adults, the world of fantasy books returns to us the great words of power which, in order to be tamed, we have excised from our adult vocabularies. These words are the pornography of innocence, words which adults no longer use with other adults, and so we laugh at them and consign them to the nursery, fear masking as cynicism. These are the words that were forged in the earth, air, fire, and water of human existence, and the words are: Love. Hate. Good. Evil. Courage. Honor. Truth.

What is a vow... but the mouth repeating what the heart has already promised?

To me, there is no greater act of courage than being the one who kisses first.

People in my family and camp who grew up listening to rap music love 'We Are Young.' I've heard it play at weddings. I've heard it in graduation parties. It's a big idea and big song.

This time they would find the path to love and to acceptance. This time, she would know and understand the secrets of his heart as well as those of her own.

Lynx, why are you staring at me like that?" she asked. He straightened and shrugged. "I was just thinking how close I came to losing you. Now that I have you, Callie, I can't imagine my life without you." -Calinda & Lynx

the cabana at his love's ranch. He phoned Shad to give and

We must think upon these things that threaten our love, which cause us to fear its loss. Fear is not good. We must conquer it and our mistrust. A

I ain't never known you to fight over a woman, Cardone," Clint remarked. "This one I will." -Clint & Lynx

Lynx sat down beside Calinda. Tears moistened his eyes, and his voice exposed his pain as he whispered, "Don't you go and die on me, woman. It took me too long to find you. I love you, Callie; I need you. Please don't leave me. I promise you, I'll find whoever did this and make them pay," he swore furiously. -Lynx

Even near the end, his sense of humor was still there. As I said in the memorial service, Robyn, Stan, his wife Ruth, and I were all in Isaac's hospital room the day before he died. I said to him, 'Isaac, you're the best there is.' Isaac smiled and shrugged. Then, with a mischievous lift of his eyebrows, he nodded yes, and we all laughed.

Well … when do you want to get married?" "Tomorrow." She burst out laughing again. "How about next spring?" "How about later this week?" "A Christmas wedding, then." "Thanksgiving." "But that's only two weeks away!" "Two damn long weeks, if you ask me.

Fairly early on in our marriage, my husband found out that a big strong hug cured just about any ailment a woman might have. Sadness, anger, frustration, fear, low self-esteem, hopelessness, bad hair—nothing stands a chance against a powerful hug. Now I can't imagine it's easy to step up and hug an angry woman, but from the perspective of the person being hugged, I can tell you that love trumps anger every time—even when it's the hugger the huggee is angry at.

But more important, how could he prove to Olivia that she was worth not only rearranging heaven and earth and a few paltry mountains for, but also the very fabric of life?