Quotes About Love

It's so easy to go from love to hate. But from hate back to love, that's the hard part.

Free will is a gift. Love is a choice. Hate leaves you no choice at all.

There will be another job, but you will never have another family. Someday you're going to be lying on your deathbed and you aren't going to be saying, "Gosh, I wish I'd spent more time at the office.

Faith that no matter what happens, you won't lose God's love.

God loves you. And if God is on your side, what is there to fear? Nothing. Now or ever.

Hate's caused a lot of problems in this world, and it's never solved one yet.

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Introverted children may not be as demonstrative as extroverted children. They love and value you, but they may not talk about it as much. Accept your temperament and your child's. They can't be changed. Both of you have wonderful qualities to contribute to your family and to the world.

One of the oldest human needs is having someone to wonder where you are when you don't come home at night. —MARGARET MEAD

you must set her free. If you try to control her, she will hate you for it and you will lose her.

There is no living with thee, nor without thee.

Love is an abstract noun, something nebulous. And yet love turns out to be the only part of us that is solid, as the world turns upside down and the screen goes black. We can't tell if it will survive us. But we can be sure that it's the last thing to go.

The children of the nuclear age, I think, were weakened in their capacity to love. Hard to love, when you're bracing yourself for impact. Hard to love, when the loved one, and the lover, might at any instant become blood and flames, along with everybody else.

You use a different part of your heart with girls.

The middle class is doing fine in fiction. But it's not what gets me going. I love the working class, and everyone from it I've met, and think they're incredibly witty, inventive - there's a lot of poetry there.

Love is an abstract noun, something nebulous. And yet love turns out to be the only part of us that is solid, as the world turns upside down and the screen goes black.

Love is an abstract noun, something nebulous. And yet love turns out to be the only part of us that is solid, as the world turns upside down and the screen goes black. We can't tell if it will survive us. But we can be sure that it's the last thing to go.

Love might have expanded her. But we are not all of us going to get loved. We are not all of us going to get expanded.

Love is blind; but it makes you see the blind man; teetering on the roadside . . .

No one is too far away to be cared for, or to care.

Catholicism - all the perversions of Christianity - is not a faith of love. It is a faith of fear. Obey, be good, toe the line, and heaven is yours, the first prize in the lottery of eternity. Disobey, react, cut the lifeline, and never-ceasing damnation is the booby prize. The dogma is, love the only god and you shall be safe. Fail in that love and he will not rescue you, not until you crawl and apologize and fawn before the altar. What kind of a religion demands such indignity?

From my youth onwards I have found in Jesus my great brother.

Dialogic is not to be identified with love. But love without dialogic, without real outgoing to the other, reaching to the other, the love remaining with itself - this is called Lucifer.

Feeling one "has"; love occurs.