I think LOVE. Love is what brings families together, and love is often what drives them apart. Love can act as both a fuel and an exterminator for fire, a cause of war, but also of peace. Love brings new souls to the family and removes old ones. Love...
Well, you haven’t once said you loved me.’ ‘That’s all you need? Easy. I love you. Okay? Want it louder? I love you. Spell it out, should I? I ell-oh-vee-ee why-oh-you. Want it backward? You love I.
Love may, indeed, love the beloved when her beauty is lost: but not because it is lost. Love may forgive all infirmities and love still in spite of them: but Love cannot cease to will their removal. Love is more sensitive than hatred itself to every ...
You haven't loved yet," he said. "You've only been trying to love; beginning to love. Trust alone is not love, illusion is not love, desire alone is not love. All these were paths leading you out of yourself, it is true, and so you thought they led t...
I was asked to define true love. It made me smile instead of hurrying to answer. True love is ninety five percent commitment and five percent love or vice-versa. The fact is, true love is only a part of the relationship, not the whole of it. If one i...
As much as I enjoy romance, it’s commitment that I need the most. I need to know a love I can depend on, a love that says, “I will be with you through it all. I love you. And I will love you even when you may not be all that lovable, for sometime...
For many, love is a two-sided coin. It can strengthen or stifle, expand or enfeeble, perfect or pauperize. When love is returned, we soar. We are taken to heights unseen, where it delights, invigorates, and beautifies. When love is spurned, we feel c...
I love you, Julie. I loved you that first moment when I looked across the restauraunt and found you. Then you were the loveliest thing I'd ever seen; but now I've discovered how much more you are; loyal and courageous and as true as steel. There's la...
Constanze Mozart: No. I'm not going to marry you. You're a fiend! Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: [speaking backwards] Ooy vol I tub. Ooy vol I tub! Constanze Mozart: Tub, but. I. Vol, love... But I love you? Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: [nods, mouths] I love y...
Reed Rothchild: Want to hear a poem I wrote? "I love you, you love me. Going down the sugar tree. We'll go down the sugar tree, and see lots of bees: playing, playing. But the bees won't sting, because you love me." That's it.
What is love of one's country; is it hate of one's uncountry? Then it's not a good thing. Is it simply self-love? That's a good thing, but one musn't make a virtue of it, or a profession...Insofar as I love life, I love [my country], but that sort of...
We all have our pasts and baggage, Mimi. It’s our decision whether they fuck with our future.
We want people to experience art and think about it. The art reflects our time, it is about our culture.
Unfortunately, our minds are our greatest assets, and our biggest flaws.
If you try to take our heart without earning our soul, our heart will break
Our children are not going to be just 'our children' - they are going to be other people's husbands and wives and the parents of our grandchildren.
America is the sum of all our journeys as we search for our national community and our national culture.
All the powers in the universe are already ours. It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark.
Our value is not measured in the currency and possessions in our coffers, but rather in the consistency and progression in our character.
Our individual reality is borne out of our interpretations. Interpretations come from our experiences.
We need worship for our spirit, fellowship for our soul and committed subservience for our body.
