Quotes About Love

No old Men (excepting Dr. Wallis ) love Mathematicks.

The other part of the true religion is our duty to man. We must love our neighbour as our selves, we must be charitable to all men for charity is the greatest of graces, greater then even faith or hope & covers a multitude of sins. We must be righteous & do to all men as we would they should do to us

Were the whole realm of nature mine That were an offering far too small Love so amazing so divine Demands my soul my life my all

Love is amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all.

See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

El amor es algo sobre lo que no se puede influir, es algo que le llega a uno… sin motivo, sin comentarios y sin que uno se pueda resistir. Tal vez pase con el amor lo mismo que con la música: no se puede explicar, le llega a uno al corazón sin necesidad de palabras.

Einen Menschen zu lieben, wie er ist, das ist leicht. Schwer ist es einen Menschen so zu lieben wie er nicht ist. In einem Menschen all das zu sehen, was er sein könnte, aber noch nicht sein kann.

There is no death, daughter. People die only when we forget them,' my mother explained shortly before she left me. 'If you can remember me, I will be with you always.

Accept the children the way we accept trees—with gratitude, because they are a blessing—but do not have expectations or desires. You don't expect trees to change, you love them as they are.

There is no death, daughter. People die only when we forget them,' my mother explained shortly before she left me. 'If you can remember me, I will be with you always.

We only have what we give.

Perhaps we are in this world to search for love, find it and lose it, again and again. With each love, we are born anew, and with each love that ends we collect a new wound. I am covered with proud scars.

If I write something, I fear it will happen, and if I love too much, I fear I will lose that person; nevertheless, I cannot stop writing or loving...

When love exists, nothing else matters, not life's predicaments, not the fury of the years, not a physical winding down or scarcity of opportunity.

Ein Leben voller Reisen, Abenteuer und Gefahr, Sehen und Lernen, verherrlicht durch die Liebe - das wünsche ich mir

Mom worked with autistic children.

And I felt, I think for the first time, a rage against men. Not because they could say, "I'm going," and go. Not because they could go to college and become lawyers or preachers while women could only be drudge or ornament but nothing between. Not because they could be parents at no cost to their bodies. But because when they love a woman they may be with her, and all society will protect their possession of her.

I began to wonder if what makes men walk so lordlike and speak so masterfully is having the love of women. If that was it, Sarah and I would make lords of each other.

Who is this cautious unhoping young woman? Where is the hero who bore such batterings for love and stood up before witnesses to ask me to be a hero too? And I am a hero now. Can't you see? We can be an army of two. We can be Plato's perfect army: lovers, who will never behave dishonorably in each other's sight, and invincible. Let the world either kill us or grow accustomed to us; here we stand.

So when I let my head fall back under Sarah's kiss, the frenzy I trembled at just wasn't there. Instead, comfort and joy and simplicity and order and answers to questions I'd always supposed unanswerable, such as, why was I born? why a woman? why here? why now? A wonderful glowing spacious peacefulness came to us. There was so much time.

So here we sit on the island of misfit lovers. The broken, the maimed, the malformed, who still, all sensible evidence to the contrary, believe in love, crave love.

Yeah, well, there's this thing about love. You aren't one hundred percent invested in what you want anymore. It becomes at least half about the other person.

There is somewhere someone who will feel lucky knowing you. And if lucky enough, loving you.

Is there someone who will stand naked with you in the shower and hold you and comfort you?" he had once said in a hoarse whisper, his words seeming to tumble over one another. "If you can't do that with the person you're with, then you're not really in love