Loving someone is giving them the power to break your heart, but trusting them not to.
I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness.
I’m guilty of giving people more chances than they deserve but when I’m done, I’m done.
I’d rather be a failure at something I love than a success at something I hate.
Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
People have forgotten this truth,” the fox said. “But you mustn’t forget it. You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed. You’re responsible for your rose.
Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot.
Love God and He will enable you to love others even when they disappoint you.
The only way to take sorrow out of death is to take love out of life.
Hide yourself in God, so when a man wants to find you he will have to go there first.
Love is a decision, it is a judgment, it is a promise. If love were only a feeling, there would be no basis for the promise to love each other forever. A feeling comes and it may go. How can I judge that it will stay forever, when my act does not involve judgment and decision.
The way you walk, way you talk, way you say my name; it’s beautiful, wonderful, don’t you ever change.
I would love to say
that you
make me
weak in the knees
but
to be quite upfront
and completely
truthful
you
make my body
forget
it has knees
at all.
And I’ll dance with you in Vienna,
I’ll be wearing a river’s disguise.
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder
my mouth on the dew of your thighs.
And I’ll bury my soul in a scrapbook,
with the photographs there and the moss.
And I’ll yield to the flood of your beauty,
my cheap violin and my cross.
We are born to love as we are born to die, and between the heartbeats of those two great mysteries lies all the tangled undergrowth of our tiny lives. There is nowhere to go but through. And so we walk on, lost, and lost again, in the mapless wilderness of love.
Be happy with being you. Love your flaws. Own your quirks. And know that you are just as perfect as anyone else, exactly as you are.
Love is the strange bewilderment which overtakes one person on account of another person.
Who knows? Maybe they’re right. Maybe we are driven crazy by our feelings. Maybe love is a disease, and we would be better off without it.
But we have chosen a different road. And in the end that is the point of escaping the cure: We are free to choose.
We are even free to choose the wrong thing.
In the flush of love’s light, we dare be brave. And suddenly we see that love costs all we are, and will ever be. Yet it is only love which sets us free.
What was it like to lose him?” Asked Sorrow.
There was a long pause before I responded:
It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to
me—said all at once.
Dear friend, You are not a freak. You are wanted. You are necessary. You are the only you there is. Don’t be afraid to leave the castle. It’s a great big world out there. Love, a fellow reader
My friends, love is better than anger. Hope is better than fear. Optimism is better than despair. So let us be loving, hopeful and optimistic. And we’ll change the world.
Sensitive people usually love deeply and hate deeply. They don’t know any other way to live than by extremes because thier emotional theromastat is broken.
Black as the devil, hot as hell, pure as an angel, sweet as love.
Aspasia had herself fallen into very good fortune. So good that at the age of twenty years, she’d probably used up the whole life’s portion of good luck that Tyche had allotted her. To make good fortune last—for herself and the child in her womb—would be up to her.
Then I realize what it is. It’s him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.
I have little left in myself — I must have you. The world may laugh — may call me absurd, selfish — but it does not signify. My very soul demands you: it will be satisfied, or it will take deadly vengeance on its frame.
Peace is the beauty of life. It is sunshine. It is the smile of a child, the love of a mother, the joy of a father, the togetherness of a family. It is the advancement of man, the victory of a just cause, the triumph of truth.
Love cures people – both the ones who give it and the ones who receive it.
Why love if losing hurts so much? I have no answers anymore; only the life I have lived. The pain now is part of the happiness then.
It’s a weird phrase in English, in love, like it’s a sea you drown in or a town you live in. You don’t get to be in anything else—in friendship or in anger or in hope. All you can be in is love.
Be a warrior when it comes to delivering on your ambitions. And a saint when it comes to treating people with respect, modeling generosity, and showing up with outright love.
No one has ever loved anyone the way everyone wants to be loved.
I was his exception, and as much as I had tried to fight my feelings, he was mine.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.
The deep joy we take in the company of people with whom we have just recently fallen in love is undisguisable.
Love. The reason I dislike that word is that it means too much for me, far more than you can understand.”
– Anna Karenina {Anna Karenina}
I crossed a thousand leagues to come to you, and lost the best part of me along the way. Don’t tell me to leave.
When we are in love, we are convinced nobody else will do. But as time goes, others do do, and often do do, much much better.
His eyes softened. “But it doesn’t change what we are to each other. It’s like there’s always been a piece of my soul missing, and it’s inside you, Clary. I know I told you once that whether God exists or not, we’re on our own. But when I’m with you, I’m not.
What’s the reality of being inside a zoo, for the animals and for the people who love and care for those animals? There’s a lot of joy, and there’s a lot of loss.
I’m done. I don’t need anything more out of life. I have you, and that’s enough.
You can’t just come into someone’s life, make them feel special, and then leave.
I considered myself a Christian. But looking back on it, I guess I was more of a Kluggist. I was klugging my own spirituality. It was years before I would find out how dangerous that was.
Define yourself radically as one beloved by God. This is the true self. Every other identity is illusion.
She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.
I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
I won’t ever leave you, even though you’re always leaving me.
The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that.