Quotes About Love

It's an act of our will to choose to see people simply as wildly loved by God, to assume their beauty before guessing their depravity.

We cannot love our enemies until we see those twin truths: God loves me. God loves them.

We'd avoid a lot of insecurity, if we fully, wholly believed in God's wild affection for us.

Look how He's dusted me off and set me on my feet two hundred and fifty bazillion times. I'm fanatically in love with Him. So if this is true, I need to shed my need-for-everyone-to-like-me coat in favor of His robe of redemption, His mantle of humble submission.

Nothing you can do will separate you from His love. Nothing you don't do will separate you from His love. Nothing done to you will separate you from His love.

Maybe there was no one way to define it. Maybe there were as many shades of love as the blues of the sky.

I do want tomorrows with you, Jase. I want a lifetime of tomorrows.

It was worth it, Lia," He said. "Every mile, every day. I'd do it all again. I'd chase you across three continents if that's what it took to be with you.

If one can't be trusted in love, one can't be trusted in anything. Some things can't be forgiven.

But you're everything I want. Remember that. I love you, Lia. Not a title. And not because a piece of paper says I should. Because I do.

Love didn't end all at once, no matter how much you needed it to or how inconvenient it was. You couldn't command love to stop any more than a marriage document could order it to appear. Maybe love had to bleed away a drop at a time until your heart was numb and cold and mostly dead.

It doesn't matter how many universes come and go, I will always remember who we were together.

And I began walking. A thousand miles, or two, I would carry her all the way to Dalbreck if I had to. No one would pry her from my arms again.

Maybe there were a hundred different ways to fall in love.

Because I so stupidly loved her.

He consumed me in a different way- the way his eyes made everything jump inside of me when I looked into them, his laughter, temper, the way he sometimes struggled for words, the way his jaw twitched when he was angry, the thoughtful way he listened to me, his incredible restraint and resolve in the face of overwhelming odds. When I looked at him, I saw the easygoing farmer he could have been, but I also saw the soldier and prince that he was.

I suppose if we're going to fall in love all over again, kissing will be part of it.

You have not stolen my heart, but I give it freely

A perfect night... a perfect forever

I wished that love could be simple, that it was always given and returned in the same measure, equally and at the same time, that all the planets aligned in a perfect way to dispel all doubts, that it was easy to understand and never painful.

It was our story. It didn't have to have a happy beginning or a happy ending, but the middle was a feast at a banquet, a rich soapy bath, a night's rest at an inn and full stomach, a warm chest nestled up against my back, the soft heat of lips at my nape, stories whispered in my ear.

I'm not the farmer I claimed to be, but I hope I can make you fall in love with me again, this time as a prince, one day at a time. We've had a terrible start—it doesn't mean we can't have a better ending.

But I had loved and been loved deeply and completely, not once but twice. I would not trade that for all the riches that Montegue had to offer.

I didn't need to fall in love with him again. I had never fallen out.