Quotes About Love

To the happy couple: I wish you a lifetime of passion, tenderness, and joy. And to my little sis, I want to say, wherever you find yourself, just remember, I've always got your back.

How's my wittle Shiloh-biloh-wiloh?

She knew she was going to drop it. Was sure she was going to drop it, so to make sure she didn't, pretended she was carrying a little baby sister across a river filled with alligators. If she dropped her end of the crate, her sister, her dear little sister, her sick little sister, would fall into the water below and be eaten alive.

Through the years I found two things that clearly tune in the radio station: one is truth and the other one is love. When we tell ourselves the truth instead of lies, we are automatically tuning in Higher Power energy. In choosing truth, we choose to be loving to self and others; then the radio station is absolutely, perfectly clear.

We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world than our newspapers will accommodate. We travel to bring what little we can, in our ignorance and knowledge, to those parts of the globe whose riches are differently dispersed. And we travel, in essence, to become young fools again- to slow time down and get taken in, and fall in love once more.

And if travel is like love, it is, in the end, mostly because it's a heightened state of awareness, in which we are mindful, receptive, in dimmed by familiarity and ready to be transformed. That is why the best trips, like the best love affairs, never really end.

It doesn't matter where or how far you go - the farther commonly the worse - the important thing is how alive you are. Writing of every kind is a way to wake oneself up and keep as alive as when one has just fallen in love.

None of the things in life - like love or faith - was arrived at by thinking; indeed, one could almost define the things that mattered as the ones that came as suddenly as thunder.

Sitting still as a way of falling in love with the world and everything in it;

Going nowhere, as Leonard Cohen would later emphasize for me, isn't about turning your back on the world; it's about stepping away now and then so that you can see the world more clearly and love it more deeply. •

La poésie c'est la vie même du grand EROS morte et par là survivante.

Et puis vous vous rendez compte que l'amour n'est ni dépendance, ni possessivité, ni convenance, ni négation de soi ou de l'autre. (p.233)

Il faut apprendre la terre, c'est indispensable, savoir ce qu'elle est. Il faut l'aimer sans niaiserie, en reconnaître les principales maternels et nourriciers. Il faut la travailler en tenant compte du savoir et du sentiment, avec la force du corps. (p.242)

Il nous faudra répondre à notre véritable vocation, qui n'est pas de produire et de consommer jusqu'à la fin de nos vies, mais d'aimer, d'admirer et de prendre soin de la vie sous toutes ses formes.

Il faudra répondre à notre véritable vocation qui n'est pas de produire et consommer jusqu'à la fin de nos vies mais d'aimer, d'admirer et de prendre soin de la vie sous toutes ses formes.

There is no love; there are only proofs of love.

We, mankind, contain the possibilities of the earth's immense future, and can realise more and more of them on condition that we increase our knowledge and our love. That, it seems to me, is the distillation of The Phenomenon of Man.

The day will come when, after harnessing the ether, the winds, the tides, gravitation, we shall harness for God the energies of love. And, on that day, for the second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire.

Love is the affinity which links and draws together the elements of the world. Love, in fact, is the agent of universal synthesis -Fr. Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, SJ

Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them, for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves

Az ember az Å' számára a világ szeretetét jelentette, és itt zárul le a megszentelés köre.

How do you like me now?" she inquired archly. He was cautious. "I thought you didn't really care for me. Why are you making yourself so lovely?" She grimaced prettily. "I told you my deepest sins, and you didn't reject me. That's worth something.

Be the person your dog thinks you are.

Mira, I wanna tell you something. I ain't got time to tell you what I should've when I had time, but I dig you a whole lot. Deeg you? she asked, puzzled. I explained to her what it meant and told her that I would write it to her in Spanish and say it like it was.