Top 1200 Sweet Love Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

For thee the wonder-working earth puts forth sweet flowers.

Carved with figures strange and sweet, All made out of the carver's brain.

The problem for most of us is that the cup has holes, so love goes out just as easily as it goes in. What happens when people are living in the unconditional state of love, however, is that they recognize they are the ocean of love; they know it's their essence. And they naturally overflow in this love. So instead of being love beggars, they become love philanthropists.

April brings the primrose sweet, / Scatters daisies at our feet.

Oh how sweet it is to hear one's own convictions from another's lips.

I know not when the day shall be, I know not when our eyes may meet; What welcome you may give to me, Or will your words be sad or sweet, It may not be 'till years have passed, 'Till eyes are dim and tresses gray; The world is wide, but, love, at last, Our hands, our hearts, must meet some day.

I bid the chords sweet music make, And all must follow in my wake.

First of all, let us try to know what love is. If love means to possess someone or something, then that is not real love, not pure love. If loves means to give oneself, to become one with everything and everyone, then that is real love. Real love is total oneness with the object loved and with the Possessor of love.

Kittens are wide-eyed, soft and sweet. With needles in their jaws and feet.

Teach your sweet child to leave the beautiful flowers in the soil.

My soul experienced a peace so sweet, so deep, it would be impossible to express it.

Gratitude is the creative force, the mother and father of love. It is in gratitude that real love exists. Love expands only when gratitude is there. Limited love does not offer gratitude. Limited love is immediately bound by something- by constant desires or constant demands. But when it is unlimited love, constant love, then gratitude comes to the fore. This love becomes all gratitude.

The dew, 'Tis of the tears which stars weep, sweet with joy.

War is a terrible trade. But when the cause is just, the smell of gunpowder is sweet.

Flowers are like the sweet babies of the nature; they make us to smile.

Beloved, all that is harsh and difficult I want for myself, and all that is gentle and sweet for thee.

The bitter and the sweet come from the outside, the hard from within, from one's own efforts.

Every sunny morning is a great fountain; we quaff 'sweet hope' from it.

How soar sweet music is, when time is broke, and no proportion kept!

That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown.

The next morning dawned bright and sweet, like ribbon candy.

We live for books. A sweet mission in this world dominated by disorder and decay.

Chain me with roaring bears; Or shut me nightly in a charnel-house, O'er-covered quite with dead men's rattling bones, With reeky shanks and yellow chapless skulls; Or bid me go into a new-made grave, And hide me with a dead man in his shroud; Things that, to hear them told, have made me tremble; And I will do it without Fear or Doubt, To live an unstain'd Wife of my sweet Love.

Love, I would later conclude, was all things to all people. Love was the breaking and healing of hearts. Love was misunderstood, love was faith, love was the promise of now that became hope for the future. Love was a rhythm, a resonance, a reverberation. Love was awkward and foolish, it was aggressive and simple and possessed of so many indefinable qualities it could never be conveyed in language. Love was being. The same gravity that relentlessly pulled at me was defied as I rose into something that became everything.

Love is such a simple thing when we have only one-and-twenty summers and a sweet girl of seventeen trembles under our glance, as if she were a bud first opening her heart with wondering rapture to the morning. Such young unfurrowed souls roll to meet each other like two velvet peaches that touch softly and are at rest; they mingle as easily as two brooklets that ask for nothing but to entwine themselves and ripple with ever-interlacing curves in the leafiest hiding-places.

shadows of love, inebriations of love, foretastes of love, trickles of love, but never yet the one true love.

I'm such a strong-headed person and so stubborn, I don't need someone to be sweet to me.

My heart was a desert You planted a seed And this is the flower This hour of sweet fulfillment

If we lose all our sweet memories, it means we are dead even if we are alive!

How sweet it would be to treat men and things, for an hour, for just what they are!

Guys who are charismatic and fun-loving and sweet and generous are the ones I want to date.

Like all sweet dreams, it will be brief, but brevity makes sweetness, doesn't it?

Hometown is like my quilts. Sometimes when you are in sweet dreams, you don't feel it's comfortable.

By cool Siloam's shady rill How sweet the lily grows!

I organized Sweet Honey In The Rock in 1973. The music was sanity and balance.

When people live in accordance with Nature, the song of life becomes sweet.

I broke my heart for every gain, to taste the sweet I faced the pain.

If I never do another thing, I've met the good, sweet people of the world.

Beyonce in real life is actually quite quiet and very sweet.

If I never do another thing, I've met the good sweet people of the world.

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, / The bridal of the earth and sky.

One who can find lemons sweet and grapes sour is ready for Dame Fortune.

Be kind and honest, and harmful poisons will turn sweet inside you.

I love wisdom. And you can never be great at anything unless you love it. Not be in love with it, but love the thing, admire the thing. And it seems that if you love the thing, and you don't just want to possess it, it will find you. But if you're in love with the thing, it may run like hell away from you.

Unconditional love really exists in each of us. It is part of our deep inner being. It is not so much an active emotion as a state of being. It's not 'I love you' for this or that reason, not 'I love you if you love me.' It's love for no reason, love without an object.

People love my collard greens. They love my macaroni and cheese. They love the gumbo. They love my Jamaican jerk or my Jamaican curry chicken. They love the jerk, though. And they love my Mexican food.

Pleasures newly found are sweet When they lie about our feet.

What sweet, what happy days had I,When dreams made Time Eternity!

... We need the sweet pain of anticipation to tell us we are really alive.

When I played for the Basel youth team, I also worked in a sweet shop.

Take heed of the Vinegar of sweet Wine, and the Anger of Good-nature.

The camera can photograph thought. It's better than a paragraph of sweet polemic.

Life was sweet. Even when it was bad, there was always the hope of better...the future.

Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way.

In the hope to meet Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.

That softness around your eyes, a softness in your face. Almost the way you feel when you’re about to start crying. That, to me, is love. It can be romantic love, it can be friendship love, it can be family love, it can be love for a chipmunk. It can be love for anything.

I am in Love with Love and Love is in love with me. My body is in Love with the soul and the soul is in Love with my body. I opened my arms to Love and Love embraced me like a lover.

I've got a really sweet tooth and sometimes I just have to have some chocolate.

To strong, susceptible characters, the music of nature is not confined to sweet sounds.

Better than sweet tea on a veranda. I want to live at Belmont!