Quotes About Love

Did you have a love that grand?" I asked him. No. I never did. Did you? "No, and I wouldn't want to. It would be too painful if it failed." But to experience it once—even if it is painful—don't you think it would be worth it? Wouldn't you want to know what that kind of intensity is like? Wouldn't you want to feel that deeply? "I don't think most people can. Not the way I imagine it.

I will believe in you every day of my life"—Elliot to E.T. from the movie E.T.

We watched each other's eyes. We were as strangers, in that moment — as intimate as strangers — for strangers know more of us, and can judge of us more without reproach than ever those we love.

Some love is so powerful after all, that it must always include sadness, because encrypted within it is the knowledge that someday it will come to an end.

We live by devouring those we love. How can we help it? They're the ones within closest reach.

where we could see the stars. "Whoa," I said. "Isn't it beautiful?" "It's like . . . ," I said. "It's like a squid in love with the sky.

I declare it well befits me to thank our God for simpler pleasures than these, than teak or gold or India cloth. Daily, in my youth, should not I have fallen upon my knees and thanked Him who died for us upon the Cross for the warmth of kindled fires, for the freedom to swing my hands in the air? Should I not have praised Him for the liberty to open doors and pass through them, for the escape from drudgery, and most, my mother's hand to hold?

Of course I had my heart broken as a teen. I was desperately in love with myself. Then I found out that I was completely shallow. I haven't spoken to myself since.

I shall speak of love... and of hate. It is truly a marvel, but I tell you, hatred and love may live cramped together, crouching in the same heart.

We were as strangers, in the moment-as intimate as strangers-for strangers know more of us, and can judge of us more without reproach than ever those we love.

It is truly a marvel, but I tell you, hatred and love may live cramped together, crouching in the same heart. There are many secret chambers in our hearts where love can hide and many battlements where hate can stand, watching for enemies.

I am messaging you to say that I love you, and that you're completely wrong about me thinking you're stupid. I always thought you could teach me things. I was always waiting. You're not like the others. You say things that no one expects you to. You think you're stupid. You want to be stupid. But you're someone people could learn from.

Dorme, dorme, meu menino Dorme no Mar dos Sargaços Que mais vale o mar a pino Que as serpentes nos meus braços.

Em todas as ruas te encontro em todas as ruas te perco conheço tão bem o teu corpo sonhei tanto a tua figura que é de olhos fechados que eu ando a limitar a tua altura e bebo a água e sorvo o ar que te atravessou a cintura tanto tão perto tão real que o meu corpo se transfigura e toca o seu próprio elemento num corpo que já não é seu num rio que desapareceu onde um braço teu me procura Em todas as ruas te encontro em todas as ruas te perco

o amor é uma chave que deve perder-se

Ama como a estrada começa.

A gente bota dez dedos pra fazer comida, dois braços pra varrer a casa, um bocadinho de amizade pra fulano, três bocadinhos de amizade pra sicrano que é mais simpático, um olhar pra vista bonita do lado com o espigão de Nossa Senhora do Ó numa pasmaceira lá longe, e de sopetão, zás! bota tudo no amor que nem no campista pra ver se pega uma cartada boa. Assim é que fazemos…

Paco Ignacio Taibo se refiere a ese mundo "místico, mágico y sensual" del convento, en cuya cocina se da "un amor perfectamente casto y al mismo tiempo de una carnalidad sin límites en esa experiencia de los sabores que alcanzaban mediante una complicidad secreta y sutil".

A relationship is like a pet; you have to work and work, just to keep it healthy.

Love is beyond reason. Love is not measurable in words. Love cannot be partial; it cannot have owners. Love is essentially beyond definition or concept.

Among the many answers I have found, I believe love is the most beautiful and simple art that reflects the beauty of life.

The kiss intimately relates to the most primitive kind of human contact, which can satisfy all of our needs, like: feeding, enjoying pleasure, tasting, wanting, rejecting, everything we associate with love.

Falling in love is not something we do voluntarily. It cannot be created or be made to disappear. It either exists or it doesn't.

God (Love) can heal anything. Your job is to give permission. It takes a lot of trust.