Quotes About Love

I suspect the only reason I've been able to go on writing is that I've had your heart by my side all along. — Y?ko Ogawa, The Memory Police , transl. Stephen Snyder (Pantheon, 2019)

Are you eating?" I asked. "You have to keep up your strength." "All of a sudden you're grown and worrying about me, instead of the other way around. Seems like yesterday you were just a little boy.

If Mother is so intent on paying me compliments, it might be because she doesn't really love me very much. In fact, the more she tells me how pretty I am, the uglier I feel. To be honest, I have never once thought of myself as pretty

A heart has no shape, no limits. That's why you can put almost any kind of thing in it, why it can hold so much.

All these things we had long since forgotten she gathered up one by one in her hands, caressing and warming them until they came back to life. It was as if she had come in place of the goddess of the rainbow to offer her grace and affection. She was perhaps the only one who ever truly loved the Hotel Iris.

The stronger my feelings for you become, the greater my fear, and the more freely I abandon myself to baseless speculations and anxieties. Yet the more I immerse myself in the profound joy of loving you. I beg of you to go on living in this world I inhabit. I suppose you find this a rather ridiculous request, but to me it is of the utmost importance that you simply exist.

During all those years, even after Root was old enough to grow a mustache, in the Professor's eyes he remained a small boy in need of protection. And when the Professor could no longer reach high enough, Root would bend over so the Professor could rub his head.

Don't be silly. I'll just pick you up and carry you, like a princess," he said, holding out his arms toward me.

There, behind your heartbeat, have you stored up all my lost memories?

Someone once wrote that worrying is the hardest thing about being a parent.

A heart has no shape, no limits. That's why you can put almost any kind of thing in it, why it can hold so much. It's much like your memory, in that sense.

A heart has no shape, no limits. That's why you can put almost any kind of thing in it, why it can hold so much. It's much like your memory, in that sense.

I was always watching you." This could have been a breathless declaration of love or a final farewell.

Sometimes other people's skulls look transparent. At such moments I fall in love.

Amorous cat, alas You too must yowl with your love... or even worse, without!

I believe that love and laughter can only happen when one person takes the time to think about what would cause the other person to feel good.

If love is the treasure, laughter is the key.

Marriage and its entourage of possession and jealousy enslave the spirit.

I dream of a love that is more than two people craving to possess one another.

You want my ass." "Your heart first," he said, and he sounded dead serious.

God does not accept me conditionally, on the basis of my performance, but bestows his love and forgiveness freely, despite my innumerable failures.

One who has been touched by grace will no longer look on those who stray as "those evil people" or "those poor people who need our help." Nor must we search for signs of "loveworthiness." Grace teaches us that God loves because of who God is, not because of who we are.

Why pray? Evidently, God likes to be asked. God certainly does not need our wisdom or our knowledge, nor even the information contained in our prayers ("your Father knows what you need before you ask him"). But by inviting us into the partnership of creation, God also invites us into relationship. God is love, said the apostle John. God does not merely have love or feel love. God is love and cannot not love. As such, God yearns for relationship with the creatures made in his image.

A faithful person sees life from the perspective of trust, not fear. Bedrock faith allows me to believe that, despite the chaos of the present moment, God does reign; that regardless of how worthless I may feel, I truly matter to a God of love; that no pain lasts forever and no evil triumphs in the end. Faith sees even the darkest deed of all history, the death of God's Son, as a necessary prelude to the brightest.