Quotes About Love

in ecstasy, it is essentially not about sensation but about passion, and passion is not of the flesh but of the mind and heart.

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. —Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

she loves the potentiality and the reality of each friend.

We have within us the ability to change for the better and to find dignity as individuals rather than as drones in one mass movement or another. We have the ability to love, the need to be loved, and the willingness to put our own lives on the line to protect those we love

Life is finding people you love and then losing them, sometimes after sixty years, sometimes after a few months or even a week, all the loss meant to keep you humble and remind you that your life is likewise stamped with an expiration date, so that you'll use your days to the best of your ability, in the service of what is good.

Love scrubs the worst stains clean. Anyway, there can be no retreat in the face of evil, only resistance. And commitment.

One of the greatest gifts we receive from dogs is the tenderness they evoke in us.

Someone said that everyone should stay back, so as not to stress me, but I said no. I said I wanted to see them all, to see people. I wanted to see not just the people I loved and the people I knew, but also the people I didn't know. I wanted to see people, because people had been my life, the good and bad, but always so many more good people than bad. They had been my life, and I did not want to die without the faces of people as the last thing I saw of that beautiful and mysterious world.

A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself. —Josh Billings

Maybe from now on the bittersweet memory of a child lost would be only the sweet memory of a child loved. And maybe, henceforth, it would not be a memory so heavy that it oppressed the heart.

No matter how close we are to another person, few human relationships are as free from strife, disagreement, and frustration as is the relationship you have with a good dog. Few human beings give of themselves to another as a dog gives of itself.

His love was an architect that entirely remade the reality of the chapel, transforming it into a cathedral as grand as any in the world.

there were two types of survivors in life: those, like her, who found the requisite strength in having once been loved with great intensity; and those who, having not been loved, learned to thrive on hatred, suspicion, and the meager rewards of revenge. They were at once scornful of the need for human feeling and envious of the capacity for it.

love was the closest thing to immortality that men would ever know and that the only--and best--answer to death is loving. Loving.

Will I see you again?' I asked. 'Of course you will dear, you'll see everyone again;

she sees through yoy and knowsyour truest heart, but loves you anyway, [...]

I have no choice but to believe that all our lives are woven through with grace, because only then could the promise made to me and Stormy come true.

Hope, love and faith are in the waiting.

And because it was so wonderful, I slipped back down into that dream of dogs and children and beautiful people who met my eyes and knew me in full, knew me and did not reject me.

our nature and purpose is, more than anything else, to love and to make love, to take joy from the beauty of the world, to live with an awareness that the future is not as real a place for any one of us as are the present and the past.

Creating a family in this turbulent world is an act of faith, a wager that against all odds there will be a future, that love can last, that the heart can triumph against all adversities and even against the grinding wheel of time.

Every home ceased to be a home sooner or later, but not with its demolition. It survived destruction as long as just one person who had loved it still lived. Home was the story of what happened there, not the story of where it happened.

I will hold her hand at the end, and I will pass soon after, for we are one heart, and neither of us would be of use without the other.

it is essentially not about sensation but about passion, and passion is not of the flesh but of the mind and heart.