Quotes About Love

Here are fruits, flowers, leaves and branches, and here is my heart which beats only for you.

L'Heure Exquise La lune blanche Luit dans les bois ; De chaque branche Part une voix Sous la ramée... Ô bien-aimée. L'étang reflète, Profond miroir, La silhouette Du saule noir Où le vent pleure... Rêvons, c'est l'heure. Un vaste et tendre Apaisement Semble descendre Du firmament Que l'astre irise... C'est l'heure exquise.

Ce fut le temps sous de clairs ciels, (Vous en souvenez-vous, Madame?) De baisers superficiels Et des sentiments à fleur d'âme. It was a time of cloudless skies, (My lady, do you recall?) Of kisses that brushed the surface And feelings that shook the soul.

Ton cÅ"ur bat-il toujours à mon seul nom ? - Toujours vois-tu mon âme en rêve ? - Non.

Moi, je ne puis, chétif trouvère de Paris, T'offrir que ce bouquet de strophes enfantines : Sois bénin, et pour prix, sur les lèvres mutines D'Une que je connais, Baiser, descends, et ris.

Velvet peeled away from my heart, my delicate pericardium, shocked that something beautiful did not love me. I grew six terrible inches. My bones hardened into their permanence.

Ceux qui s'aiment ne se sentent ni ne se voient vieillir ; les vifs plaisirs qui étaient les leurs autrefois sont devenus des souvenirs dont ils sont heureux et fiers ; l'entente avec un être de l'autre sexe, sans la moindre réticence, sans une seule querelle en deux décennies, est à tout âge une félicité.

Je vois le peintre et son épouse, tous deux francophones, je vois des tableaux, quelques phrases sont échangées et c'est entre nous un coup de foudre mutuel qui devait se perpétuer plus de trente ans, jusqu'à ce que mort s'ensuive. La cordialité réfléchie et directe de l'intelligente Suzanne Donnelly Jenkins y sera pour beaucoup.

My mom's hot. I mean she's old, but my mom's out of control.

You know, all that really matters is that the people you love are happy and healthy. Everything else is just sprinkles on the sundae.

I think my mom put it best. She said, 'Little girls soften their daddy's hearts.'

The ones who love us best are the ones we'll lay to rest And visit their graves on holidays at best The ones who love us least are the ones we'll die to please If it's any consolation, I don't begin to understand them

Try to free a slave with ignorance / Try and teach a whore about romance

Two people do not have to agree on what is right to be together. They just have to want to be together. If this sounds simple, try it sometime.

[You need] eight hugs a day. You'll be happier and the world will be a better place.

My view is that at your age you shouldn't worry too much about losing love. If it is right, it happens, its meant to be. The main thing is not to hurry, especially when your young and new to love. Love must come to both. Know for sure that nothing good, true and real gets away when it comes to love. And if it doesn't work out (for whatever reason) also know that God is closest to those of us with broken hearts.

Putting our expectations on others is an exercise in pressure and disappointment. Why not accept people just as they are? That's love.

Missing those all-important life events like weddings and grandchildren, not celebrating the victories and special experiences or being there to offer support and share the tears of painful circumstances that were sure to invade the lives of those I loved. My grandparents and parents were supposed to die before me. Leaving behind all the precious people in my life would be my greatest regret. I was a wife, mother, daughter, sister, and friend. I couldn't imagine not being

The blood of Jesus Christ His son cleanses us from all sin'?

I'm in love with that girl," she said out loud in amazement, because she knew that this was a life-changing thing and life-changing things should be said aloud, should have a moment in time, and a place in the air, some molecular structure to make them real. I'm in love with that girl, she heard as it reverberated inside her head. And it was truth, she realised, as things are which you don't think, but discover have always existed.

How lucky you are, to love and to be loved in return.

I am in love. It just happened, I never sought it, but I couldn't turn away from it.

It loved to happen, " she repeated. "Isn't that it? What you were saying to Mum the other night? You know," she insisted when Willa must have looked blank. Louie lowered her voice. "About love and everything. You said it just happens, it isn't something you plan for or know about. It comes from outside and changes everything. It loved to happen. Like you and me.

Home isn't a place at all. Home is having someone's face light up when you walk into a room.