Quotes About Love

What Richard wants is what I want, what everyone in the world wants. To be accepted, to be loved for who we are, not for some playacting phony version of ourselves.

Since when has love ever looked for reasons, or evidence? Why would love bow to the reality of things, when it creates a reality of its own, so much more vivid, wherein everything resonates to the key of the heart?

Romance isn't dead, it's just under constant surveillance.

People stay married because they want to, not because the doors are locked.

I don't like to discuss my marriage, but I will tell you something which may sound corny but which happens to be true. I have steak at home. Why should I go out for hamburger?

On considering adultery - Why go out for hamburger when I can have steak at home?

Attitudes are contagious. When I chose a love-based life, I set the tone in my home and work place. Sadly, the same thing happens when I choose fear. We really do, I have found, get back what we put out.

As we grow in the program, we realize that assigning blame is not only a waste of time, it is a serious impediment to emotional independence and peace of mind. It really doesn't matter who is to blame. That's not the important question. The important question is who will be the first to take a leadership role in recovery? Who will be the first to surrender, to call a truce, to bring joy and love back into the relationship?

I'm sorry, but for my own serenity, I can't afford to hear the details. I love you. I respect you, and I know you'll make the right decision.

From this moment on, it is entirely His. You are completely free of it. It is gone, done, finished, over. It is as if it never happened. Through the Love of God, you and the other person are both now and forever free.

And you're disappointed in the story. I know you wanted a love story.

Our most basic instinct is not for survival but for family. Most of us would give our own life for the survival of a family member, yet we lead our daily life too often as if we take our family for granted.

Stop looking for love and start showing it.

Lasting love is more a matter of learning to look outward at the world together than looking longingly eye-to-eye.   Love Conditionally. Healthy, lasting love is conditional, not unconditional. No one, including you, is love-worthy if she or he does not behave lovingly. Love is something you earn, not something you deserve. Worry more about being love-worthy than about your own self-worth.

Some people believe they have moral choices other than to love their partners no matter what; others believe that they deserve love, no matter how they behave. I say that both are wrong.

We seldom say we love someone with all of our head, send brain-shaped candy on Valentine's Day, or tell our lover that we want to give our brain to them.

As Sandra now knows, her husband, Jim, received the heart of a young woman from New York. Her family said she was prone to depression throughout her life, was shy and soft-spoken, had worked part-time in a flower shop, and had taken her own life in despair over a lost love.

Everybody is damaged goods. Everybody got bumps and dents, ja? But sometimes two people fit together, and the bumps go into the dents, and you have a whole thing like a potato.

To put radically asunder what nature and nature's God joined together in parenthood when he made love procreative, and to disregard the foundation of the covenant of marriage and the covenant of parenthood in the reality that makes for a loving procreation, and to attempt to soar so high above an eminently human parenthood, is inevitably to fall far below - into a vast technological alienation of man.

Behold divinity divine enough to abandon divinity. Behold majesty secure enough to proceed un-majestically. Behold strength strong enough to become weakness, goodness good enough to be unmindful of its reputation. Behold love plenteous enough to give and take not again.

Marriage is just an elaborate game that allows two selfish people to periodically feel that they're not.

Seeing the smile in your eyes, I have forgotten that people die

The power of impulses which haunt our phantasies, of imaginary modes of being which ignite the poetic word, and of the all-embracing, that most powerful something which menaces us so long as we feel unloved, in all these registers and perhaps in others as well, the dialectic of power and form takes place, which insures that language only captures the foam on the surface of life.

That's what sex is: inserting your heart into someone else's heart.