Quotes About Love

My name is Fitzgerald O'Neill Dawson. My mother was born in Ireland and she landed all her love for the Old Country right smack on my head with a single name.

And no amount of trousers and sweat-soaked shirts could change the fact that she was about the prettiest thing he'd ever seen.

We don't need another way. Marrying me will solve everything." The man wasn't even scared, which proved Maizy had good control of herself. Surprising what a woman could do at the same time her heart was breaking.

You propose marriage with the same breath you tell me you're ashamed of me.

Just the opposite. I'm so proud of you I could burst.

I should have grabbed you the first time I saw you riding in your pa's corral, pretty Maizy. I should have known that minute that I'd just met the love of my life." And there, he'd just said it.

Rylan put one hand gently over her mouth. "Yes, all that and more. That's all because I was trying not to do this." He pulled her into his arms and kissed the living daylights out of her.

I love you, Cassie Dawson. I love you and I love our little..." With a sudden start, Red remembered something vital. A tiny spurt of fear flashed in Cassie's eyes. "What is it?" Red said, chagrined, "I just realized I don't know if the baby is a boy or a girl.

Try an' get some rest, darlin'." Clay pressed her back against her pillow. Sophie nodded. Clay stood and took a couple of steps toward the door. He paused and looked back at her, and then he awkwardly came back, leaned over, and kissed her on the forehead, then the cheek, then her lips. He brushed her hair back again. "You and the girls, and this life I've got myself into, will always be a miracle to me, Sophie.

As the evening passed and their married life began, Rafe discovered that in the arms of

But in the moonlight your eyes glow like there's a fire burning in you. It's as if you were born to spread warmth and love.

I want to give you the gift of my love, Megan Laramie.

And the beauty of Susanna Jones in red Burns in my heart a love-fire sharp like pain. Sweet silver trumpets, Jesus! LANGSTON HUGHES Elegie

WHERE ONE OF THEM GOES, OTHER ONE FOLLOWS YOU INVITING LOVE HE ALSO BRINGING SORROWS. KATE

Renie was always engaged," said Judith dryly. "At one point, she was engaged to three guys at once, all with the same first name." Joe shrugged one broad shoulder. "Kept her from making tactless mistakes, anyway. Which one did she marry?" "None of them," answered Judith.

God illuminated something powerful in that moment. One e-mail represented my family of origin - a family bent toward hiding. And my new family, the one I'd forged from the ashes of my past, desperate for Jesus to help me, represents who I am today. I am loved. I am surrounded by children and a husband who cheer for me.

Love is a debt, she thought. When the bill comes, you pay in grief.

When the preponderance of human beings choose to act with justice and generosity and kindness, then learning and love and decency prevail. When the preponderance of human beings choose power, greed, and indifference to suffering, the world is filled with war, poverty, and cruelty.

You know what's the most terrifying thing about admitting that you're in love? You are just naked. You put yourself in harm's way and you lay down all your defenses. No clothes, no weapons. Nowhere to hide. Completely vulnerable. The only thing that makes it tolerable is to believe that the other person loves you back...

I begin with songs. They provide a sort of skeleton grammar for me to flesh out. Songs of longing for future tense, songs of regret for past tense, and songs of love for present tense.

You know, I've always thought it was a tactical mistake for God to love us in the aggregate, when Satan is willing to make a special effort to seduce each of us separately.

The world is filled with unreasonable hate. What's wrong with unreasonable love?

Religion can make it worse. Are you supposing that if people were encouraged to believe in a transcendent reality, and to be encouraged by grand rituals and music and preaching, to love their neighbors, then they would put jealousy and frustration aside?

The more we love, the more it hurts, and the more we have to let go.