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Lovely Quotes (page 277)

To be grateful is to recognize the Love of God in everything He has given us - and He has given us everything. Every breath we draw is a gift of His love, every moment of existence is a grace, for it brings with it immense graces from Him. Gratitude therefore takes nothing for granted, is never unresponsive, is constantly awakening to new wonder and to praise of the goodness of God. For the grateful person knows that God is good, not by hearsay but by experience. And that is what makes all... Thomas Merton
I have tried to be a man of letters in love with ideas in order to be a wiser and more loving person, hoping to leave the world just a little better than I found it. Cornel West
Mahatma Gandhi quote: "The day the power of love overrules the love of power, the..."
The day the power of love overrules the love of power, the world will know peace. Mahatma Gandhi
It's a strange thing to discover and to believe that you are loved when you know that there is nothing in you for anybody but a parent or a God to love. Graham Greene
Out of love alone shall my despising and my warning bird fly up, not out of swamp. (...) Where one can no longer love, there one should pass by. Friedrich Nietzsche
Helene Cixous quote: "There is no greater love than the love the wolf feels for the..."
There is no greater love than the love the wolf feels for the lamb-it-doesn’t-eat. Helene Cixous
each time that one loves is the only time one has ever loved. difference of object does not alter singleness of passion. it merely intensifies it. Oscar Wilde
Is it but this,—a tardiness in nature Which often leaves the history unspoke That it intends to do? My lord of Burgundy, What say you to the lady? Love's not love When it is mingled with regards that stand Aloof from the entire point. Will you have her? She is herself a dowry. William Shakespeare
Leo Tolstoy quote: "But you are talking of physical love. Do you not admit a love..."
But you are talking of physical love. Do you not admit a love based upon a conformity of ideals, on a spiritual affinity? Leo Tolstoy
For the eternity that Lux Lisbon looked at him, Trip Fontaine looked back, and the love he felt at that moment, truer than all subsequent loves because it never had to survive real life, still plagued him, even now in the desert, with his looks and health wasted. 'You never know what'll set the memory off,' he told us. 'A baby's face. A bell on a cat's collar. Anything.'They didn't exchange a single word. But in the weeks that followed, Trip spent his days wandering the halls, hoping for... Jeffrey Eugenides
I felt ravaged, and with both hands in a fantasy I reached out for her figure as we ran together through the meadow which belonged only to us and to which these others could never be admitted."Oh, inocent love," she said even as she drank from me, "oh, innocent innocent love. Anne Rice
Joyce Carol Oates quote: "Because I am in love. Love is a slow bleed."
Because I am in love. Love is a slow bleed. Joyce Carol Oates
It was a terrible thing to undergo, but during the year I stood there I had time to think that the greatest loss I had known was the loss of my heart. While I was in love I was the happiest man on earth; but no one can love who has not a heart, and so I am resolved to ask Oz to give me one. - The Tin Woodsman, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz pgs 72-73. L. Frank Baum
I distinguish two types of human beings, Love people, who love the sky and the flowers, and Power People, who are essentially sold on naked power. Richard Adams
As he put in his studs he realized that he was enjoying life as he would probably never enjoy it again. Everything was hallowed by the haze of his own youth. He had arrived, abreast of the best in his generation at Princeton. He was in love and his love was returned. F. Scott Fitzgerald

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