Quotes About Love

The best relationship for the full consummation of friendship is marriage.

Friendship is spiritual...highly spiritual.

Make your spouse your best friend. This won't happen overnight; it takes hard work.

Come together with your spouse, and become each other's best friend forever.

You're spiritually one with God, if you're His friend.

When you marry, you come into two different but equally essential parts of relationship with your spouse; a marriage relationship and a friendship relationship.

The Holy Spirit is the true spirit of friendship.

To become best friends in marriage all you need to do is to be each other's friend.

Most marriages take friendships for granted; that's why there are only few spouse's who are best friends.

Oh there once was a woman and she kept a shop selling trinkets to tourists not far from a dock who came to see what life could be far back on the island. And it was always a party there always different but very nice New friends to give you advice or fall in love with you which is nice and each grew so perfectly from the other it was a marvel of poetry and irony

We imagine that we remember things as they were, while in fact all we carry into the future are fragments which reconstruct a wholly illusory past. That first death we witness will always be a murmur of voices down a corridor and a clock falling silent in the darkened room, the end of love is forever two spent cigarettes in a saucer and a white door closing.

I would have made her a part of me. If I could, I would have had a notch cut in my already aging side and a slip of her, my young rose, inserted there and lashed to me with twine.

When he was young, the lesson learned from his mother, as much by cuffs as caresses, was that love is action--what you do, not what you feel--but perhaps, he thinks now, it was a false lesson, and that love is something else altogether, something he knows nothing of. He sees it, this love, hovering like the Paraclete above the heads of a fig-leafed Cranach couple, streaming divine grace down upon them in burning rays. Where was his soul when this pentecostal fire was falling from the sky?

Happy sadness, sad happiness, the story of my life and loves

Together they will spend a happy hour seated side by side..., while Ivy's tender hand guides Duffy's as he traces out laboriously, in pencil, over and over until he has them off pat, the magic letters of his name. More than the wedding itself, that little ceremony there under the lamp, all silent save for the soft scratching of graphite on paper, will mark the true beginning of their life together.

Whom now would I love, and who would love me?

his father was still living, and the living require more thought.

Man is only lovable in the multitude, and at a good distance.

Tal vez el amor no nace ahí, no en un repentino arrebato de passion, sino en el reconocimiento y la sencilla aceptación de, de algo que no sé qué es

of her blood. Oh, I do not say these are

Na mi?o?? bosk?, nie histeryzuj! - odburkn??a. - Po prostu umieram, koniec kropka.

Love, I have always found, is most intense when its object is unworthy of it.

For even at such a tender age I knew that there is always a lover and a loved, and knew which one, in this case, I would be.

I see them there, my poor parents, rancorously playing at house in the childhood of the world. Their unhappiness was one of the constants of my earliest years, a high, unceasing buzz just beyond hearing. I did not hate them. I loved them, probably. Only they were in my way, obscuring my view of the future. In time I would be able to see right through them, my transparent parents.