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To Love Quotes (page 25)

Paulo Coelho quote: "But now I knew that true love was above all that and that it..."
But now I knew that true love was above all that and that it would be better to die than to fail to love. Paulo Coelho
Dorothy Day quote: "When it comes down to it, even on the natural plane, it is..."
When it comes down to it, even on the natural plane, it is much happier and more enlivening to love than to be loved. Dorothy Day
Surely it's better to love others, however messy and imperfect the involvement, than to allow one's capacity for love to harden. Karen Armstrong
Francoise Sagan quote: "I have loved to the point of madness. That, which is called..."
I have loved to the point of madness. That, which is called madness. That, which to me, is the only sensible way to love. Francoise Sagan
But why all these questions? Because I'm in love and I'm afraid of suffering. Don't be afraid, the only way to avoid that suffering would be to refuse to love. Paulo Coelho
You want to beat Peter?" she asked"No," he answered "Beat the buggers. Then come home and see who notices Peter Wiggen anymore. Look him in the eye when all the world loves and reveres you. That'll be defeat in his eyes, Ender, thats how you win"You don't understand" he said"Yes i do"No you don't. I don't want to beat Peter"Then what do you want?"I want him to love me Orson Scott Card
There is no path to Happiness. Happiness is the path. There is no path to Love. Love is the path. There is no path to Peace. Peace is the path. Dan Millman
It was like him, too, to love her and admit to it before he knew if she loved him. Maybe only mortals expected to barter their hearts. Emma Bull
... Now my wandering days are over. It will be bliss to settle down. Bliss. There's a word, now. Bliss to love and to be loved. Betty Smith
But time, as well as healing all wounds, taught me something strange too: that it's possible to love more than one person in a lifetime. I remarried. I'm very happy with my new wife, and I can't imagine living without her. This, however, doesn't mean that I have to renounce all my past experiences, as long as I'm careful not to compare my two lives. You can't measure love the way you can the length of a road or the height of a building. Paulo Coelho
There are means that cannot be excused. And I should like to be able to love my country and still love justice. I don't want just any greatness for it, particularly a greatness born of blood and falsehood. I want to keep it alive by keeping justice alive. Albert Camus
I have no idea what I'm doing when it comes to love... There's no pattern to it, except that it happens to all of us, of course. I can't plan for it. I can't predict how it'll end up. Because love is unpredictable and it's frustrating and it's tragic and it's beautiful... Taylor Swift
I've apparently been the victim of growing up, which apparently happens to all of us at one point or another. It's been going on for quite some time now, without me knowing it. I've found that growing up can mean a lot of things. For me, it doesn't mean I should become somebody completely new and stop loving the things I used to love. It means I've just added more things to my list. Taylor Swift
I am slowly, painfully discovering that my refuge is not found in my mother, my grandmother, of even the birds of Bear River. My refuge exists in my capacity to love. If I can learn to love death then I can begin to find refuge in change. Terry Tempest Williams
There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love, and like that colossal adventure it is an experience of great social import. Even as the tranced swain, the booklover yearns to tell others of his bliss. He writes letters about it, adds it to the postscript of all manner of communications, intrudes it into telephone messages, and insists on his friends writing down the title of the find. Like the simple-hearted betrothed, once certain of his conquest, “I want... Christopher Morley

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