Loves Quotes (page 623)

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• love
• heart
• world

If he had to bring all the bitterness and hatred of the world into his heart, he was not going to be in love with her again. F. Scott Fitzgerald

• love
• respect
• winning

It's not about winning or losing, but love and respect. Max Lucado

• luck
• difficult
• surprise

Life's very difficult and full of surprises. At all events, I've got as far as that. To be humble and kind, to go straight ahead, to love people rather than pity them, to remember the submerged--well, one can't do all these things at once, worse luck, because they're so contradictory. It's then that proportion comes in--to live by proportion. Don't begin with proportion. Only prigs do that. Let proportion come in as a last resource, when the better things have failed... E. M. Forster

• love
• love myself
• die

I don't like myself you know. I love myself. I'm devoted to myself till my dying day. But I don't like myself. Anne Rice

• world
• eating
• sleep

By my soul, I can neither eat, drink, nor sleep; nor, what's still worse, love any woman in the world but her. Samuel Richardson

• love
• good
• hope

I dearly love a laugh... I hope I never ridicule what is wise or good. Follies and nonsense, whims and inconsistencies do divert me, I own, and I laugh at them whenever I can. Jane Austen

• love
• you me
• thy

You love me this much!" Fang spreads his arms wide James Patterson

• love
• economic
• secure

Without economic security, the love of servitude cannot possibly come into existence Aldous Huxley

• true
• i love you
• dream

Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true, here is the place where I love you. Suzanne Collins

• love
• respect
• manly

Throw that dreary man Cicero out of the window, and request the divine Virgil (with the utmost love and respect) to take a seat along with his fellow-Augustans and the First Consul, until your pupils are ready to be ushered into the presence. Dorothy L. Sayers

• true
• true love
• pain

Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain. Alfred Lord Tennyson

• love
• bonding
• you are loved

Westley and I are joined by the bond of love and you cannot track that, not with a thousand bloodhounds, and you cannot break it, not with a thousand swords. William Goldman

• love
• street
• struggle

Yet I stake a claim, I am here, for I must be somewhere. But only as a child it seems, struggling to understand what every wife and gentleman passing on the street seems to know by rote. Whom to love, whom to castigate. Barbara Kingsolver

• song
• look
• music

I envy the music lovers hear. I see them walking hand in hand, standing close to each other in a queue at a theater or subway station, heads touching while they sit on a park bench, and I ache to hear the song that plays between them: The stirring chords of romance's first bloom, the stately airs that whisper between a couple long in love. You can see it in the way they look at each other... you can almost hear it. Almost, but not quite, because the music belongs to them and all you can have... Charles de Lint

• evening
• mood
• today

Place has always been important to me, and one thing today's Chicago exudes, as it did in 1893, is a sense of place. I fell in love with the city, the people I encountered, and above all the lake and its moods, which shift so readily from season to season, day to day, even hour to hour. Erik Larson