Quotes About Love

One might have supposed that the true act of love was to lie together and talk.

In hatred is love, we grow like the thing we brood upon. What we loathe, we graft into our very soul.

Women are like dogs really. They love like dogs, a little insistently. And they like to fetch and carry and come back wistfully after hard words, and learn rather easily to carry a basket.

The world's full of people grieving for somebody they cared about. It's sheer sentimentality to worry about the ones we don't.

People, the people we really love, where did they come from? What did we do to deserve them?

We are all one question and the best answer seems to be love--a connection between things.

The industrial world destroys nature not because it doesn't love it but because it is not afraid of it.

We are all one question, and the best answer seems to be love--a connection between things. This arcane bit of knowledge is respoken everyday into the ears of readers of great books, and also appears to perpetually slip under a carpet, utterly forgotten.

Giovanni was easy to love. He was not afraid to love, was fun in so many ways. He liked himself, which is the secret of much in life!

It's easy to love! Kattie once said to him. It's the courage to be loved that is so difficult.

Here's a thing about the death of your mother, or anyone else you love: You can't anticipate how you'll feel afterward. People will tell you a few may be close to right, none exactly right.

Think about what you love, Hildegard. Trust it. That's where your talents lie and that's where you'll find happiness, even here.

The quickest thing to turn to hate is love betrayed.

I recalled how in my illness I had witnessed three maidens glowing with divinity. Adelheid appeared in the guise of Sapientia, Divine Wisdom, while Guda shone in majesty as Ecclesia, the true and inner Church. Then, from between them, emerged the most splendid figure, glowing in innocence and joy—the black-haired girl, whom I knew now to be Richardis, blazing in my vision before she was even conceived in her mother's womb. My name is Caritas, Divine Love.

Nine years ago I had made my solemn promise before the old archbishop to love God and love my neighbors. Now the enormity of my vow overshadowed me. I didn't care for poverty or renunciation. Obedience rankled me most of all. But it was the commandment to love that held me in its grip.

How she craved pain, how it thrilled her, weeping tears of blood. Our Savior died for the sins of the world--that was the true meaning of passion.

Love your spirited child for who she is. Because she is more, she will make you more.

Motivate your child to listen with words of support and love that let him know he is safe with you. Send your message in many different ways including talking, writing, drawing, and demonstrating. Touch your child lightly to help him attend to your instructions. Make sure you have his attention by making eye contact. Keep your message simple. Avoid asking a question if there really isn't a choice. Tell him what he can do. Limit the number of instructions you give at one time.

Love your spirited child for who she is. Let her make you laugh. Let her share with you how she sees, hears, and experiences the things around her. Allow her to enrich your life. Because she is more, she will make you more.

I do know that for the sympathy of one living being, I would make peace with all. I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.

How mutable are our feelings, and how strange is that clinging love we have of life even in the excess of misery!

I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.

I know this is kind of corny, but we thought about renewing our vows again because I think my mom would really love it if we did that in Arkansas, where I came from.

It is not true that women cannot keep secrets. Where they love, they can be trusted to death and beyond, against all sense and reason. It is their weakness, and their great strength.