Quotes
Quotes about Love
The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung. Where grew the arts of war and peace,-- Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
What impropriety or limit can there be in our grief for a man so beloved? [Lat., Quis desiderio sit pudor aut modus Tam cari capitis?]
FIRE HAS LEFT THE HEARTH Fire has left the hearth Nautilus climbed from shell Perfume flowed from bottle Prisoner gone from cell Butterfly flutterbied cocoon nor hand restrained by glove Jesus away from manger Cage left by Spirit Dove. Sparklings soared away from wand. Chick's egg become the bird. Omkar sung from out the throat Violin's notes now heard. Buddhist temple pine cone tabernacle'd godlet seed Shattered that it might manifest thousand forests of fir tree Eternal snow of mountain top now nurses meadow flowers. Shining never held by sun relentless melts ice towers. Love has left its spring the heart Is now a liquid pond Host stolen from the chalice consumed in mouth of God Starlight abandoned star a billion years ago Left that tonight you might have its sight and know Know Love is forever no drop of God ever dies Lover not bound by form of love God's bodies are not God's souls (to his wife and children on the death of Robert S) (Baba Hari Das: is the author of love is more powerful than lover for love is not bound by form).
A lover of Jesus and of the truth . . . can lift himself above himself in spirit. [Lat., Amator Jesu et veritatis . . . potest se . . . elevare supra seipsum in spiritu.]
Hail, guest, we ask not what thou art; If friend, we greet thee, hand and heart; If stranger, such no longer be; If foe, our love shall conquer thee.
We have heeded no wisdom offering guidance. Only by learning to love one another can our world be saved. Only love can conquer all.
Discipline is a symbol of caring to a child. He needs guidance. If there is love, there is no such thing as being too tough with a child.
But mine, and mine I loved, and mine I praised, And mine that I was proud on--mine so much That I myself was to myself not mine, Valuing of her--why she, O, she is fall'n Into a pit of ink, that the wide sea Hath drops too few to wash her clean again, And salt too little which may season give To her foul tainted flesh!
It was brown with a golden gloss, Janette, It was finer than silk of the floss, my pet; 'Twas a beautiful mist falling down to your wrist, 'Twas a thing to be braided, and jewelled, and kissed-- 'Twas the loveliest hair in the world, my pet.
Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.
Life is to be fortified by many friendships. To love and to be loved is the greatest happiness of existence.
Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude.
It doesn't matter how long we may have been stuck in a sense of our limitations. If we go into a darkened room and turn on the light, it doesn't matter if the room ahs been dark for a day, a week, or ten thousand years - we turn on the light and it is illuminated. Once we control our capacity for love and happiness, the light has been turned on. . -Sharon Salzberg.
In life, we must not look to make ourselves happy, but instead, we must strive to love others and our own happiness will come of thier satisfaction.
The greatest happiness of life it the conviction that we are loved - loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves. -Victor Hugo.
The Grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for. Anon -Allan K. Chalmers.
A life in harmony with nature, the love of truth and virtue, will purge the eyes to understanding her text.
So holy and so perfect is my love, And I in such a poverty of grace, That I shall think it a most plenteous crop To glean the broken ears after the man That the main harvest reaps.
It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.
We love without reason, and without reason we hate.
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Great hate follows great love.
A man who lives, not by what he loves but what he hates, is a sick man.
In hatred as in love, we grow like the thing we brood upon. What we loathe, we graft into our very soul.
Hatred is by far the longest pleasure; Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.
