Quotes on Our Love

Our love of what is beautiful does not lead to extravagance; our love of the things of the mind does not make us soft.

Though we may not necessarily forfeit our lives in service to our God, we can certainly demonstrate our love for Him by how well we serve Him.

Most of us who turn to any subject we love remember some morning or evening hour when we got on a high stool to reach down an untried volume, or sat with parted lips listening to a new talker, or for very lack of books began to listen to the voices within, as the first traceable beginning of our love.

Nature is indifferent to our love, but never unfaithful.

O, that our fathers would applause our loves, To seal our happiness with hteir consents!

Love asks nothing in return, but seeks those who need it. And who needs our love more than those who are consumed with hatred and are utterly devoid of love.

Love is like a friendship caught on fire.

Our communal worship at Mass must go together with our personal worship of Jesus in Eucharistic adoration in order that our love may be complete

We must be proactive in our love in order for it to change our lives.

We put our love where we have put our labor.

A newly married couple said, "What shall we do to make our love endure?" Said the Master, "Love other things together".

Distance is temporary, but our love is permanent._x000D_ _x000D_ This may be the last time I see you, but if you keep me in your heart, together we shall be eternal; if you believe, we shall never part.

At the evening of life, we shall be judged on our love.

Courage is not a virtue of value among other personal values like love or fidelity. It is the foundation that underlies and gives reality to all other virtues and personal values. Without courage our love pales into mere dependency. Without courage our fidelity becomes conformism.

I love her passionately with a morbid intensity; madly as one can only love a woman who never responds to our love with anything but an eternally uniform, eternally calm, stony smile.

The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us. Thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing. The trees wave and the flowers bloom in our bodies as well as our souls, and every bird song, wind song, and tremendous storm song of the rocks in the heart of the mountains is our song, our very own, and sings our love.

There's no quiet place here on earth for our love, not in the village and not anywhere else, so I picture a grave, deep and narrow, in which we embrace as if clamped together, I bury my face against you, you yours against me, and no one will ever see us.

Don't look for big things, just do small things with great love...the smaller the thing, the greater must be our love.

Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

We efface an hour by passionate love, without twists, without aftertaste. When it is finished, it is not finished, we lie still in each other's arms lulled by our love, by tenderness -- sensuality in which the whole being can participate.

The love of God is like himself – equal, constant, not capable of augmentation or diminution; our love is like ourselves – unequal, increasing, waning, growing, declining. His, like the sun, always the same in its light, though a cloud may sometimes interpose; ours, as the moon, has its enlargements and straightenings.