Quotes About Love

You are born alone. You die alone. The value of the space in between is trust and love. That is why geometrically speaking the circle is a one. Everything comes to you from the other. You have to be able to reach the other. If not you are alone…

Love is a publicity stunt, and making love - after the first curious raptures - is only another petulant way to pass the time waiting for the studio to call.

The only way to know how much you love a thing is to see it in peril of being lost.

Love built on pain-the kind that lasts: whatever you love can be taken away from us at any moment but the loss of what we love belongs to us forever.

You should remind yourself that what you love is mortal, that what you love is not your own. It is granted to you the present while, and not irrevocably, nor for ever, but like a fig or a bunch of grapes in the appointed season and if you long for it in the winter, you are a fool.

How many times in a life does a person get to feel an instant attraction for someone one has just met, the eyes locking, the sudden and overwhelming conviction that this is someone he or she is meant to know?

We are taught we can redeem them, she said to me once. We are taught it as soon as we can read. We can turn the beast into a prince, if only we love him enough.

Love built on pain-the kind that lasts: whatever you love can be taken away from us at any moment but the loss of what we love belongs to us forever." ? Louise Doughty, Whatever You Love

And here's the thing- when we have someone to say that- we feel annoyed with them. We grumble back. We have no idea how much we would miss having someone who has a bit of a go at us if they weren't there- irritation is a form of love and love the seedbed in which it flourishes. If we didn't care, we wouldn't be irritated.

Nessuno si è mai complimentato con me per come mi destreggiavo tra i vari impegni, né l'ho mai preteso. Io stessa, come tutti gli altri, davo per scontata la mia bravura. Se mi sono lasciata prendere da te, e se ho fatto quello che ho fatto, non era perché avevo smesso di amare Guy. Ero solo stanca, avevo smesso di amare tutto ciò che aveva a che fare con la mia bravura. Avevo smesso di amare me stessa.

I wasn't vulnerable to you, to what I did with you, because I had fallen out of love with Guy. I was weary, and if I fell out of love with anything it was with that competence of mine. I fell out of love with myself.

Love won't be tampered with, love won't go away. Push it to one side and it creeps to the other.

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up.

some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense.

To love another human in all of her splendor and imperfect perfection , it is a magnificent task...tremendous and foolish and human.

We have these earthly bodies. We don't know what they want. Half the time, we pretend they are under our mental thumb, but that is the illusion of the healthy and the protected. Of sedate lovers. For the body has emotions it conceives and carries through without concern for anyone or anything else. Love is one of those, I guess. Going back to something very old knit into the brain as we were growing. Hopeless. Scorching. Ordinary.

To know how to love and to be loved, that is the treasure which makes you and those who know you so happy.

THERE IS MORE TO THIS THING OF LOVE THAN MEETS THE EYE. I AM GOING TO HAVE TO THINK ABOUT THIS A GREAT DEAL BUT I DON'T THINK IT WILL GET ME ANYWHERE. I THINK MAYBE THEY'RE ALL RIGHT WHEN THEY SAY THERE ARE DOME THINGS I WON'T KNOW ABOUT UNTIL I'M OLDER.

all God's creation, the whole and every grain of sand in it. Love every leaf, every ray of God's light. Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day. And you will come at last to love the whole world with an all-embracing love.' 

The Golden Rule of Parenting is do unto your children as you wish your parents had done unto you!

It's what we all wanted when we were children- to be loved and accepted exactly as we were then, not when we got taller or thinner or prettier...and we still want it... but we aren't going to get it from other people until we can get it from ourselves.

If you experience a health challenge, Life is inviting you to love yourself. In other words, no matter what your problem is, there is only one answer: loving yourself.

From the beginning to the end of life, good health—feeling good—gives us the foundation we need to work with our thoughts, to grow, to develop, to live, and to love. And in the center of good health is one key principle: loving yourself. If you can start there, everything else is so simple.

If I want to be loved as I am, I have to be willing to love others as they are.