Quotes on Spiritual Love

Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it.

But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.

That man is a success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much.

We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it.

It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and persevering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created for years or even generations.

The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.

The main characteristic which is the proof of the indwelling Spirit is an amazing tenderness in personal dealing, and a blazing truthfulness with regard to God's Word.

Spiritual Love is born of sorrow. . . . For men love one another with spiritual love only when they have suffered the same sorrow together, when through long days they have ploughed the stony ground buried beneath the common yoke of a common grief. It is then that they know one another and feel one another and feel with one another in their common anguish, and so they pity one another and love one another.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God

Do you wish to be free? Then above all things, love God, love your neighbor, love one another, love the common weal; then you will have true liberty.

Human love is directed to the other person for his own sake, spiritual love loves him for Christ's sake. Therefore, human love seeks direct contact with the other person; it loves him not as a free person but as one whom it binds to itself.

Women were like rivers, their banks were unreachable, the night often rang with the cries of the drowned.

She loved me coming and going, at my worst and at my best. She had a bottomless well of love for me.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illuminates it.