Quotes About Love

Não conte a ninguém, mas descobri, a bolha de sabão é o amor

Quanto mais firo os que amo mais vou ferindo a mim mesma. Perco os outros e me perco, não é curioso isso? Marfa acha que só poderei me encontrar fazendo psicanálise. — Você vai se encontrar sem precisar dessas muletas, Raíza. Vai se salvar sem precisar de qualquer ajuda, estou certo disso. Um dia, de repente, dará consigo mesma e não se perderá nunca mais. Antes, terá que dar voltas e voltas até tomar o caminho certo, talvez demore um pouco.

Love knoweth no laws.

It is the eye of the master that fatteth the horse, and the love of the woman that maketh the man.

A heat full of coldness, a sweet full of bitterness, a pain full of pleasantness, which maketh thoughts have eyes, and hearts, and ears; bred by desire, nursed by delight, weaned by jealousy, killed by dissembling, buried by ingratitude; and this is love.

Marriages are made in heaven though consummated on Earth.

To love and to live well is wished of many, but incident to few.

The measure of love is to have no mean, the end to be everlasting.

Vanity of vanities, all is vanity, saith the preacher. To which I add, especially husbands. No man is proof against the flatteries of love. At least I am not, and I am glad of it.

Christ's sympathies are broader and His love is larger than we think.... We hedge him round with our poor creeds, and shut Him up in our little churches, and think He works only in our appointed ways. He breaks over the barriers we put about him, and carries on His work of love in hearts that we think are beyond all reach of Him or us. We cannot tell our brother how to find the light. The light will find him.

You, mother, are not responsible to set the whole world right; you are responsible only to make one pure, sacred, and divine household.

If I had only life's book to read ... I should not believe in a God of love. I should turn Persian, and believe in two gods, one of love and good-will, one of hate and malice.

No man will find God unless he seeks after God for God's own sake, loves him for himself, and not for the gifts which he may bestow.

Before Christ brought life and immortality to light, death was the slayer of man's hopes. It left love alive, but love without hope is poignant sorrow.

The true coronation of character is love. The true test of love is self-sacrifice. He knows not how to love who knows not how to suffer for love's sake. The love that costs nothing is worth—what it costs.

Warm hearts are better than great thoughts.

Of self-sacrifice the Cross is the sublimest of all illustrations. It has cost God something to love.

My God is in the hearts of those that seek Him ... And in my heart I carry an assurance of His love that life cannot disturb. I know His love as the babe knows its mother's love, lying upon her breast. It knows her love though it neither understands her nature nor her ways.

The child is a beam of sunlight from the Infinite and Eternal.

She not only loves her children, she respects them. They have wills, tastes, thoughts, judgments of their own, and this is as she wishes it to be. She distinguishes clearly between counsel and command: command must be obeyed; counsel may be disregarded without rebuke and without loss of favor.

The girlish talk of love and lovers is henceforth stale and commonplace. The cheap jokes of the comic papers on love and its poor counterfeit, flirtation, are a blasphemy. Love-romances and love-poems have lost their charm, so inadequate are they to tell love's true story. She is herself the romance; she is herself the poem.

Folklore, legends, myths and fairy tales have followed childhood through the ages, for every healthy youngster has a wholesome and instinctive love for stories fantastic, marvelous and manifestly unreal.

father's door in the middle of the night, I'd probably do the same thing.

In this life, there will be trials," Blessing murmured. "If we love, we suffer not only our own trials but those of our beloved.