Love Quotes - Page 270

Most people would like to be delivered from temptation but would like it to keep in touch.

To fall in love with yourself is the first secret of happiness. Then if you're not a good mixer you can always fall back on your own company.

Be worried if no one is criticizing you. Your job in life is to ignore the 33% who will never like you and do your best to convince the 33% who don't care either way to join the 33% who love you

You have to sow before you can reap. You have to give before you can get.

Sorrow is how we learn to love. Your heart isn't breaking. It hurts because it's getting larger. The larger it gets, the more love it holds.

People think, because we're young, we aren't complex, but that's not true. We deal with life and love and broken hearts in the same way a woman a few years older might.

Worship is our response to the overtures of love from the heart of the Father.

[On the ancient Venus figurines:] If the central religious figure was a woman giving birth and not, as in our time, a man dying on a cross, it would not be unreasonable to infer that life and the love of life - rather than death and the fear of death - were dominant in society as well as art.

Long as I live large, life will be luxury, Ladies in Lamborghinis...love is like luck to me.

If truth is not undergirded by love, it makes the possessor of that truth obnoxious and the truth repulsive.

Purchasing power is a license to purchase power. The old proletariat sold its labour power in order to subsist; what little leisure time it had was passed pleasantly enough in conversations, arguments, drinking, making love, wandering, celebrating and rioting. The new proletarian sells his labour power in order to consume. When he’s not flogging himself to death to get promoted in the labour hierarchy, he’s being persuaded to buy himself objects to distinguish himself in the social hierarchy. The ideology of consumption becomes the consumption of ideology.

The way of love is as true as the way of knowledge. All paths ultimately lead to the same Truth. But as long as God keeps the feeling of ego in us, it is easier to follow the path of love.

The life that goes out in love to all life is the life that is full, and rich, and continually expanding in beauty and in power.

The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed.

To love rightly is to love what is orderly and beautiful in an educated and disciplined way.

always thinks of the other; ego thinks only of oneself. Love is always considerate; ego is absolutely inconsiderate. Ego has only one language and that is of self. Ego always uses the other; love is ready to be used, love is ready to serve.

Selflessness is like waiting in a hospital In a badly-fitting suit on a cold wet morning. Selfishness is like listening to good jazz With drinks for further orders and a huge fire.

You are what you love, not who loves you.

My heart might be bruised, but it will recover and become capable of seeing beauty of life once more. It's happened before, it will happen again, I'm sure. When someone leaves, it's because someone else is about to arrive--I'll find love again.

All women have a perception much more developed than men. So all women somehow, being repressed for so many millennia, they ended up by developing this sixth sense and contemplation and love. And this is something that we have a hard time to accept as part of our society.

What is holiness? The end product of what holiness is it's to love God in the same way He loves Himself; it's to esteem God as much as He esteems Himself, and to separate yourself unto that love, and to keep yourself in that love.

Mr. President, I love you, but you're wrong. (To Richard Nixon, on the Vietnam War)

I guess I'm destined to be loveless

Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain. I love you still among these cold things. Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels that cross the sea towards no arrival. I see myself forgotten like those old anchors. The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there. My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose. I love what I do not have. You are so far. My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights. But night comes and starts to sing to me.

Nothing spoils romance so much as a sense of humor in the woman