Top 1200 Summer Love Quotes & Sayings - Page 17

All my summer and Puja vacations were spent in Calcutta with my didima and a host of other relatives and friends.

I am a ball player in the summer and a farmer in the winter time, and I aim to be a success at both professions.

You want to go to a summer concert and not watch a band staring at its shoes for six hours and complaining.

My parents live in northern Michigan, and every year, in the summer, we visit them for a few weeks.

The summer movies are coming out. My advice: just stay home and burn a good book.

One night last summer, all the killers in my head assembled on a stage in Massachusetts to sing show tunes.

It's been a strange [summer].... I was sent by a magazine to photograph famous photographers.... Of course, I included myself.

The dinner-hour is the summer of the day: full of sunshine, I grant; but not like the mellow autumn of supper.

I don't take lessons in art. It all comes from the heart, and sure I'd love to study art! In school I come across one thing I do and I want to study that in college. I love history, I love science, I love art, I love grammar, I love literature!

In I Praise My Destroyer, Diane Ackerman demonstrates once again her love for the specific language that rises from the juncture of self and the natural world, and her skillful use of that language. Whether she turns her attention to the act of eating an apricot 'the color of shame and dawn,' or to 'the omnipotence of light,' or to grief when 'All the greens of summer have blown apart,' her linking of unique images, her energetic wit and whimsy, her compassionate investment in life, always bring new pleasures and perceptions to the reader.

I please myself with the graces of the winter scenery, and believe that we are as much touched by it as by the genial influences of summer.

On 'Skins,' we only ever filmed for a couple of months in the summer. When I wasn't on set, I was doing my normal things.

Hate cannot destroy hate, but love can and does. Not the soft and negative thing that has carried the name and misrepresented the emotion, but love that suffers all things and is kind, love that accepts responsibility, love that marches, love that suffers, love that bleeds and dies for a great cause - but to rise again

So how do you fall in love with life? The same way you fall in love with another person -- you adore everything about them! You fall in love with another person by seeing only love, hearing only love, speaking only love, and by feeling love with all your heart! And that is exactly how you use the ultimate power of love in love with life.

To love is to be afraid. You are frightened, deathly terrified, that something will happen to those you love. Think of the possibilities. Does your heart clench with each thought? That, my friend, is love. And love enslaves us all, for you cannot have love without fear.

He brings to the fierce struggle of politics the tepid enthusiasm of a lazy summer afternoon at a cricket match.

Love is like magic and it always will be. For love still remains life's sweet mystery! Love works in ways that are wondrous and strange and there's nothing in life that love cannot change! Love can transform the most commonplace into beauty and splendor and sweetness and grace. Love is unselfish, understanding and kind, for it sees with its heart and not with its mind! Love is the answer that everyone seeks... Love is the language, that every heart speaks. Love can't be bought, it is priceless and free, love, like pure magic, is life's sweet mystery!

To love very much is to love inadequately; we love-that is all. Love cannot be modified without being nullified. Love is a short word but it contains everything. Love means the body, the soul, the life, the entire being. We feel love as we feel the warmth of our blood, we breathe love as we breathe the air, we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us. Love is not a word; it is a wordless state indicated by four letters.

I love race car drivers, I love gymnastics, I love UFC, I love police officers, I love firefighters. I just try to give them the same enjoyment they give me.

I enjoy the sun and the beauty of summer as long as I can. Who knows whether one of these days I shall not be prevented from doing it?

Summer is conference season - a critical time for building brands, making connections, and shaping industries.

The focus should be on the players. I'm here a long time. You can call me in the summer. Our seniors will be gone.

I can tell that you been crying all night, drinking all summer, praying for your happiness, hope that you recover

I've cut down on a lot of stuff this summer, just so I can hang out and be a normal kid for a while.

The days draw out, the weather gets warmer, and it's what we call summer, with a bitter laugh when we've said it.

I'm the kind of parent who asks my kids questions like, 'What would be your ideal thing to do in the summer?'

I remember devouring the entire Hardy Boys series over one summer, enthralled by their bravery and cleverness.

I ended up going to Dartmouth, and I did Marine Officer Candidate School during my junior summer.

I question not if thrushes sing, If roses load the air; Beyond my heart I need not reach When all is summer there.

A dog — a dog teaches us so much about love. Wordless, imperfect love; love that is constant, love that is simple goodness, love that forgives not only bad singing and embarrassments, but misunderstandings and harsh words. Love that sits and stays and stays and stays, until it finally becomes its own forever. Love, stronger than death. A dog is a four-legged reminder that love comes and time passes and then your heart breaks.

The Pleading of the Summer - That other Prank - of Snow - That Cushions Mystery with Tulle, For fear the Squirrels - know.

I really don't use that much make up - I'm pretty natural. I wear even less of it in the summer.

I love traveling. I hate jet lag, but I love, love, love, love traveling, to meet new people, to try different foods because I'm a big foodie.

Summer came. For the books thief, everything was going nicely. For me, the sky was the color of Jews.

When summer gathers up her robes of glory, and like a dream of beauty glides away.

I was very sure I did not want to be the stereotype of what Indian people are seen as, which is Bollywood and henna. That's all great! It's what we are, and I love it. I love saris; I love music. I love henna; I love dancing, but that's not all we are.

Every summer Lin Kong returned to Goose Village to divorce his wife, Shuyu.

And that is the trouble with all lovers: they want more love, because they don't understand that the real desire is not for more love, but for something more than love. Their language ends with love; they don't know any way that is higher than love, and love does not satisfy. On the contrary, the more you love the more thirsty you become. At the fourth center of love, one feels a tremendous satisfaction only when energy starts moving to the fifth center.

I love you and I forgive you. I am like you and you are like me. I love all people. I love the world. I love creating. Everything in our life should be based on love.

I love playing football every day. I love working hard, I love training, I love the games; I love the challenge. As long as that still applies, I don't see any reason to call time on something that makes me so happy.

I was very sure I did not want to be the stereotype of what Indian people are seen as, which is Bollywood, and henna. That’s all great! It’s what we are, and I love it. I love saris; I love music; I love henna; I love dancing, but that’s not all we are.

I love acting, I love directing, I love writing, I love producing, I love creating.

Friendship is the perfection of love, and superior to love; it is love purified, exalted, proved by experience and a consent of minds. Love, Madam, may, and love does, often stop short of friendship.

…she remembered watching a summer sunset from this very spot. Not so long ago; just a lifetime.

Every winter, I'm a sexy academic deconstructionist. And in the summer, it's normally Brigitte Bardot on holiday in the 1950s.

As I said, this was my sarcastic summer. It was only long after that I recognized sarcasm as the protest of people who are weak.

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

It is love itself that is important -- the ability to love, no matter whom you love. For when you can no longer love anyone, you are no longer a living person. The heart dies if it loses the capacity to love.

I like fashion, but I love, love, love music and film; they are my two passions. I would love to pursue my acting and my love of music more than anything.

Her smile is like summer moonlight-beautiful and magical, with a fire that could melt the night.

You don't love people for what they can give you. You don't love them because of what they do for you or how good you make them look. Love is blind, love does not boast, love is not vain.

Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, I'll be anybody you want me to be. Use me. Change me. I can be thin with big breasts and big hair. Take me apart. Make me into anything, but just love me.

Look at the fate of summer flowers, which blow at daybreak, droop ere even-song.

Summer is always a great time to have fun with beauty and fashion and celebrate our changing looks.

There is such a love, a love that creates value in what is loved. There is a love that turns rag dolls into priceless treasures. There is a love that fastens itself onto ragged little creatures, for reasons that no one could ever quite figure out, and makes them precious and valued beyond calculation. This is love beyond reason. This is the love of God.

Every summer my father gave us this incredible vacation, in the Philippines, Thailand, Europe - wherever.

We didn't go to any summer camps because we just wanted to be making movies and telling stories.

Was it love of people?' I asked her. 'Of course no,' she snapped sharply. 'How can you love ignorant, brutish people whom you don't even know? Can anyone love filth and squalor? Or lice and rats? Who can love aching weariness, and carry on working, in spite of it? One cannot love these things. One can only love God, and through His grace come to love His people.

My goal for 'Black Rock' was pretty simple: I wanted to make the feel-good record of the summer.

My mother's last word to me clanks inside me like an iron bell that someone beats at dinnertime: love, love, love, love, love.