Love Quotes
Mother love is the most powerful, the most irrational force on earth, even more powerful than sexual love. However, one does lead to the other, so best not to spurn the former.
Rita Mae Brown
I'm going to be really critical of myself when I watch tape to see how in the Lord's name did we not get him a shot at the rim somehow. What's baffling is we worked extra in practice on getting him the ball, and he didn't get one shot at the rim. There are days when I absolutely love what I do and days when I hate it. Right now, I hate it. We worked on making the post feed, and the more we tried, the worse it got. It was one of those nights when everything possible could go wrong.
Brad Soderberg
Any man, however blase or depraved, finds his love kindled anew when he sees himself threatened by a rival.
Honore de Balzac
We are not held back by the love we didn't receive in the past, but by the love we're not extending in the present.
Marianne Williamson
I had the feeling of being crushed under a rock till I could see only one crack of light, and that was the love of God.
Gerald Priestland
The richest hearts are those that have given love and received love in return.
Katrina Mayer
We do not need guns and bombs to bring peace, we need love and compassion.
Mother Teresa
You pass by a little child, you pass by, spiteful, with ugly words, with wrathful heart; you may not have noticed the child, but he has seen you, and your image, unseemly and ignoble, may remain in his defenseless heart. You don't know it, but you may have sown an evil seed in him and it may grow, and all because you were not careful before the child, because you did not foster in yourself a careful, actively benevolent love.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
We're all in this together. Choose love.
Jo Dee Messina
One half of me is yours, the other half is yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours.
William Shakespeare
Give more than is expected, love more than seems wise, serve more than seems necessary, and help more than is asked.
Cory Booker
Old love, middle love, the kind of love that knows itself and knows that nothing lasts, is a desperate shared wildness.
Louise Erdrich
