Quotes About Love

Everything said goodbye to us, however, there is something that stays however, there is something that bemoans, the love that does not expect to be loved, the Love that see in death a dream, in the sunset a golden sadness, in the outrage of years a few stray stars of the sky.

Love, a little church that standing all alone, waits with open doors, but nobody goes there to pray, the prayers will go unsaid, now, where to go? which way? love, be my beacon, teach me to look at an empty sky without fear.

Nothing's Better, from a world of peace, no need for weapons, they only cause decease, why would we kill one another, we're all humans, simply sisters and brothers .

The earth, a grain of dust, suspended in a sunbeam, it underscores our responsibility to treat each other with more kindness and compassion, and to preserve and love this pale blue dot, the only home we have ever known.

Time is the architect of fate, fleeting omen, pure phantom in enchanting light of absence, and our life the play of love and death, only love will never die, because In love no longer 'thou' and 'I' exist, only the blossom of sacred unity.

Treasures come in so many ways: The sun that lights the cloudy days, a rose that blooms within an hour. a baby that staring with a wandering gaze, a dolphin's dance on ocean waves, a sky full of snowflakes of rarest form, a beautiful white and peaceful dove.

You came in to this world with enough light to find your way out of the dark, enough kindness to save a soul, enough love to shift a planet. Don't worry, you are enquipped with all you could ever need. Look with in, you are drenched in magic.

As Thomas Gordon pointed out, 'Parents who find unacceptable a great many things that their children do or say will inevitably foster in these children a deep feeling that they are unacceptable as persons.' That doesn't change just because the parents remember to say soothingly, 'We love you, honey; we just hate almost everything you do.

We ought to love children, as my friend Deborah says, 'for no good reason.' Furthermore, what counts is not that we believe we love them unconditionally, but that they feel loved in that way.

Children need to be loved as they are, and for who they are. When that happens, they can accept themselves as fundamentally good people, even when they screw up or fall short. And with this basic need met, they're also freer to accept (and help) other people. Unconditional love, in short, is what children require in order to flourish.

When unconditional love and genuine enthusiasm are always present, "Good job!" isn't necessary; when they're absent, "Good job!" won't help.

Some parents withdraw their love by simply refusing to respond to a child—that is, by making a point of ignoring him. They may not say it out loud, but the message they're sending is pretty clear: "If you do things I don't like, I won't pay any attention to you. I'll pretend you're not even here. If you want me to acknowledge you again, you'd better obey me.

The goal of reading every night is not to teach your child how to learn to read. That can be my job. The point of reading every night is beginning a conversation, making connections, learning the language of books, and sharing a love of literature.

Hombre pequeñito que jaula me das. Digo pequeñito porque no me entiendes, ni me entenderás. Tampoco te entiendo, pero mientras tanto ábreme la jaula que quiero escapar. Hombre pequeñito, te amé media hora, no me pidas más.

Ah, me resisto, mas me tienes toda, tú, que nunca serás del todo mío.

Y yo no tendré miedo de morenas ni rubias, pues cerraré los ojos y te diré: soy tuya.

Aprender a dar pasos como un tímido niño que necesita aún solícito cariño; hallar que cada cosa es vieja, pero es nueva, que dentro de lo eterno lo viejo se renueva y en la hora en que vuelve la excelsitud de amar saber que algo en nosotros es capaz de volar.

Estás circulando por mis venas. Yo te siento deslizar pausadamente. Apoyo los dedos en las arterias de las sienes, del cuello, de los puños, para palparte.

You, who opened suns in my heart

La mayoría de las mujeres forjan sueños equivocados del amor; su imaginación las lleva a célicas visiones, perjudiciales, en razón de lo exagerado. Es así, como, para muchas mujeres la vida se divide en dos mundos: el que imaginaron y el que viven.

Cazador: si vas de caza Por los montes del Señor, Teme que a los pájaros venguen Hondas heridas de amor.

Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace.

A man had given all other bliss, And all his worldly worth for this, To waste his whole heart in one kiss Upon her perfect lips.

Animals are reliable, many full of love, true in their affections, predictable in their actions, grateful and loyal. Difficult standards for people to live up to.