Quotes About Love

I look at my little girl and I wonder what she's going to be and what she's going to do and what is it that leads girls certain directions in life. I think a lot of that goes back to what kind of father they had, and so it makes me want to be the best dad I can possibly be.

Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be.

She was never your's, it was just your turn.

Come out of the circle of time And into the circle of love.

Torque was the greatest thing in the world, as far as Lina was concerned.

At the top of the page I wrote my full name [...] At the sight of it, many thoughts rushed through me, but I could write down only this: "I wish I could love someone so much that I would die from it." And then as I looked at this sentence a great deal of shame came over me and I wept and wept so much that the tears fell on the page and caused all the words to become one great big blur.

She smelled sometimes of lemons, sometimes of sage, sometimes of roses, sometimes of bay leaf. At times I would no longer hear what it was she was saying; I just liked to look at her mouth as it opened and closed over words, or as she laughed. How terrible it must be for all the people who had no one to love them so and no one whom they loved so, I thought.

I loved very much - and so used to torment until she cried - a girl named Sonia.

A house has a physical definition; a home has a spiritual one.

I wish I could love someone so much that I would die from it.

Nunca se le ha ocurrido pensar que quizá su forma de querernos no sea lo mejor para nosotros.Nunca se le ha ocurrido pensar que quizá su forma de querernos la haya beneficiado más a ella que a nosotros. ¿Y por qué iba a ser así? Quizá toda forma de amor revierta en beneficio propio. No lo sé, no lo sé.

this is how to love a man; and if this doesn't work there are other ways, and if they don't work don't feel too bad about giving up

Jag önskar att jag kunde älska någon så högt att jag bara dog. Och när jag tittade på denna mening sköljde en våg av skam över mig. Jag brast i gråt och tårarna trillade ner på boksidan tills orden förvandlades till en stor plump.

She could imagine the demise of the fowl of the air, fish in the sea, mankind itself, but not that the only man she had ever loved would no longer love her. She complained about the weather, she complained about all sorts of things that ordinarily she would not have noticed; she criticized my behavior, and then she criticized herself for criticizing me.

In the past, the thought of being in my present situation had been a comfort, but now I did not even have this to look forward to, and so I lay down on my bed and dreamt I was eating a bowl of pink mullet and green figs cooked in coconut milk, and it had been cooked by my grandmother, which was why the taste of it pleased me so, for she was the person I liked best in all the world and those were the things I like best to eat also.

I said that she had acted like a saint, but that since I was living in this real world I had really wanted just a mother.

No matter how happy I had been in the past I do not long for it. The present is always the moment for which I love.

I wish that I could love someone so much that I would die from it.

That the world I was in could be soft, lovely, and nourishing was more than I could bear, and so I stood there and wept, for I didn't want to love one more thing that could make my heart break into a million little pieces at my feet.

Poetry, is music to the ears, as the first cry of a newborn baby to its mother ears."

Love him and let him love you. Do you think anything else under heaven really matters?

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.

God came down in Jesus not to prepare us for the next world but to set us free to live in this world the way Jesus lived, which was the costly way of reconciling love, relentless hope, reverberating joy.

Sympathy combines with our interest in property to generate a form of love or esteem which Hume took to be particularly prevalent in human nature. This is the admiration we feel for the rich and powerful.