Quotes About Love

Doost", Ahmed voiced. "Doost",he repeated softly,shutting his eyes. The word felt like a caress. "what does it mean?" 'It means "The Friend","The One I Love","the One I Long For".

But remember, pain must be woven together with threads of love and patience. Don't ever let pain poison you. A beautiful carpet is not woven in one day.

The boy worked there about eighteen months, came home one evening with a shortness of breath. He said, "Mother, I cannot get my breath." Shirley was sick about three months. I would carry him from his bed to the table, from his bed to the porch. in my arms.

The scene of hope's ahead; look, April, and next month with a softer wind, maybe they'll rest upon their land, and then maybe the happy song, and love, a tall boy who was never in a tunnel.

Between us, love the buses at the door the long glass street two years, my death to yours my death upon your lips my face becoming glass strong challenged time making me win immortal the love a mirror of our valley our street our river a deadly glass to hold. Now they are feeding me in to a steel mill furnace O love the stream of glass a stream of living fire.

only my fingers in your hair, only, my eyes splitting the skull to tickle your brain with love in a slow caress blurring the mind, kissing your mouth awake opening the body's mouth and stopping the words. — Muriel Rukeyser, from "Three Sides of a Coin," Collected Poems of Muriel Rukeyser . (University of Pittsburgh Press May 10th 2014)

When I am dead, even then, I will still love you, I will wait in these poems, When I am dead, even then I am still listening to you.

THEN When I am dead, even then, I will still love you, I will wait in these poems, When I am dead, even then I am still listening to you. I will still be making poems for you out of silence; silence will be falling into that silence, it is building music.

Lying in the grass girl and boy Eating oranges, exchanging kisses like waves exchanging whiteness. Lying on the beach girl and boy. Eating apples, exchanging kisses like clouds exchanging whiteness. Lying underground girl and boy. Saying nothing, never kissing exchanging silence for silence.

The one certain way for a woman to hold a man is to leave him for religion.

Being in love is something like poetry. Certainly, you can analyze and expound its various senses and intentions, but there is always something left over, mysteriously hovering between music and meaning.

My novel] took up the sweetest part of my mind and the rarest part of my imagination; it was like being in love and better. All day long when I was busy [...], I had my unfinished novel personified almost as a secret companion and accomplice following me like a shadow wherever I went, whatever I did.

Phrases like 'the team spirit' are always employed to cut across individualism, love and personal loyalties.

I am puzzled by people today who, after moralizing about the need for cooperation and goodwill and love-thy-neighbor-as-thyself, suddenly invoke the most primitive, barbarous motivations for any kind of progress.

1. Death has depreciated, it has become a formality and politeness. 2. Love is a hormonal fantasy of passion, over time it turns into fidelity. 3. Love is libido, testosterone, potency. When everything dries up, only loyalty remains.

1. Fly butterfly fly, wings have not fallen off their desires. 2. Pickupers Goldigers are poachers who kill the remnants of faith in love. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

1. Love through suffering. 2. Love through a bunch of problems, through scandals and hatred and anger. Love is the only rational phenomenon. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

1. Natural selection in the amount of wages. Girls laugh when they find out how much you earn, because love for money, no money, no love. So find one that will not be funny, that is, not materialistic. 2. Money will always make us intimate with the animal world. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

1. The higher the ego, pride, vanity, the more insecure a person feels, it seems to him that he becomes smaller and tries to rise. 2. The saints will die out; only the most sinful will survive in natural selection. 3. Love is an interdimensional chrono-connection that has a quantum thread of memories between lives extending into the infinity of eternity. No matter what the timing of life, love never dies to the end. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

A love couple that can constantly forgive each other is doomed to become the happiest couple in the world.

An endless stream of the most powerful energy of love emanates from your beauty. I am attracted to you intuitively. You are beautiful in body and soul, all statistical and strategic data prove this. You are beautiful, this is a proven fact. A geyser of sentimentality pierces me from the inside when I see you. You are always trending in my heart. Your legendary beauty has merged with my consciousness and subconsciousness.

Beautiful Kazakh woman A storm of compliments of pure delight and admiration descends upon you. Endless love emotions of admiration. A tornado of exciting love passion. You are my silent delight. In me Endless abundance of love feelings, stars of compliments pouring endless love poems. You are a blessing from heaven, a gift from the gods. My Divine Passion. Furious, incredibly endless lust crawling to the bone. There is a romantic over-eroticism in your appearance.

Everything that is connected with nature and people is the circulation of life in the world, of universal energy, and love is also a part of the natural world, that is, the circulation of life, the interweaving of energies create a new energy of life, that is, children. Love is energy as the main stream of universal energy, a heavenly feeling of sincerity of happiness.

Hate is a small remnant of love.