Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.
To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.
Love is what we were born with. Fear is what we learned here.
A horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
The truth is that there is only one terminal dignity - love. And the story of a love is not important - what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.
The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
Love is the perception of individuals. Love is the extremely difficult realisation that something other than oneself is real.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
There is always some madness in love.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
It takes courage to love, but pain through love is the purifying fire which those who love generously know.
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it.
Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.
To be kind to all, to like many and love a few, to be needed and wanted by those we love, is certainly the nearest we can come to happiness.
Whenever we take away the liberties of those whom we hate we are opening the way to loss of liberty for those we love.
Love makes us instinctively reach out to God and other people. Lust, on the other hand, is anything but godly and celebrates self-indulgence. Love comes with open hands and open heart; lust comes with only an open appetite. These are just some of the reasons that prostituting the true meaning of love-either with imagination or another person-is so destructive. It destroys that which is second only to our faith in God-namely, faith in those we love. It shakes the pillars of trust upon which present-or future-love is built, and it takes a long time to rebuild that trust when it is lost.
Is there not glory enough in living the days given to us? You should know there is adventure in simply being among those we love and the things we love, and beauty, too.
We find rest in those we love, and we provide a resting place in ourselves for those who love us.
With understanding, those we love will certainly flower.
As we cultivate peace and happiness in ourselves, we also nourish peace and happiness in those we love.
We are easily duped by those we love.
In the end--when all else is dust--loyalty to those we love is all we can carry with us to the grave. Faith--true faith--was trusting in that love.
Who Honors those we love for the very life we live? Who sends monsters to kill us...and at the same time sings that we'll never die? Who teaches us what's real...and how to laugh at lies? Who decides why we live and what we'll die to defend? Who chains us...and who holds the key that can set us free? It's you. You have all the weapons you need. Now fight!
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