Loved Quotes
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Jesus loved the will of His Father. He embraced the limitations, the necessities, the conditions, the very chains of His humanity as He walked and worked here on earth, fulfilling moment by moment His divine commission and the stern demands of His incarnation. Never was there a word or even a look of complaint.
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I absolutely loved Jerome Robbins. We were all so lucky to be in the same room with this man.
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I loved you madly; in the distasteful work of the day, in the wakeful misery of the night, girded by sordid realities, or wandering through Paradises and Hells of visions into which I rushed, carrying your image in my arms, I loved you madly.
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But oh, to him I loved Who loved me not at all,I owe the little open gate That led thru heaven's wall.
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Andy Griffith and I spoke on the phone not too long before he died. I told him I loved him and he told me he loved me. He was a wonderful man.
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I've always loved the Marx brothers and Charlie Chaplin.
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He had loved and he had found himself. Most people love to lose themselves.
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There are more people who wish to be loved than there are who are willing to love.
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Rash combat oft immortalizes man; if he should fall, he is renowned in song; but after-ages reckon not the ceaseless tears which the forsaken woman sheds. Poets tell us not of the many nights consumed in weeping, or of the dreary days wherein her anguished soul vainly yearns to call her loved one back.
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Despite our ever-connective technology, neither Skype nor Facebook - not even a telephone call - can come close to the joy of being with loved ones in person.
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I have not seen a person who loved virtue, or one who hated what was not virtuous. He who loved virtue would esteem nothing above it.
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Inspiration is a really hard thing to describe, but it's something that triggers your brain, like the first time I heard a certain guitar player that I loved or the first time that I saw a monster or the first time that I saw anything that really was an epiphany for me. It just stays with you your whole life.
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Whom should we love, if not Him who loved us, and gave himself for us?
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There is nothing--no, nothing--innocent or good, that dies and is forgotten; let us hold to that faith or none. An infant, a prattling child, dying in the cradle, will live again in the better thoughts of those that loved it, and play its part through them in the redeeming actions of the world, though its body be burnt to ashes or drowned in the deep sea.
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It is so important as a caregiver not to become so enmeshed in the role that you lose yourself. It's neither good for you nor your loved one.
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The Beatles were just four guys that loved each other. That’s all they’ll ever be.
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Woe, alas, to those who have loved only bodies, forms, appearances! Death will rob them of everything. Try to love souls, you will find them again.
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Auschwitz was one of the wealthiest places in the world. Everyone who was deported there had been in such a hurry that they were only able to take along the things they loved the most. Well, of course, a musician would take along her instrument. But then they would take these precious possessions away from the prisoners once they arrived. All these things were kept in a part of the camp the prisoners called "Canada." It was like a giant warehouse.
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I loved school, maybe too much, really. I was summa cum laude in high school. I was driven that way.
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(Acting) certainly comes-100 percent-from the need to be loved. Any actor who says this isn't true is lying.
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He wanted her to lift her head at this moment. He wanted her to look him in the eyes and realize that he loved her. He wanted her to love him back.
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So before we end and then begin, we'll drink a toast to how it's been. A few more hours to be complete, a few more nights on satin sheets. A few more times that I can say, that I've loved these days.
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Still loved but deprived of grace.
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Love can be a huge mountain, a gentle garden, a raging storm, a cool breeze, or a perfect bath. But there is always fire somewhere nearby. There is always the red-hot stuff of the soul's initiation. If there isn't fire, then it isn't love ... If it doesn't insist that you move to your next level, if it doesn't take your heart and make it explode in a million pieces, only to fall back together again in some Moment of enlightened understanding, then you haven't really loved.
