Quotes on Time Love

If you aren't good at loving yourself, you will have a difficult time loving anyone, since you'll resent the time and energy you give another person that you aren't even giving to yourself.

Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.

To love another person is to see the face of God.

For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.

Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.

I could stay with you forever and never realize the time.

Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.

Like a Passover Poet gliding from house to house and from trembling soul to trembling soul the wind scribbled sonnets of first time love and weeping haikus of last hours on earth.

Love is like a friendship caught on fire.

We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.

A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.

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

Children of the future age Reading this indignant page Know that in a former time Love, sweet love, was thought a crime

Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into friend.

Love was a sacred garment, woven of a fabric so thin that it could not be seen, yet so strong that even mighty death could not tear it, a garment that could not be frayed by use, that brought warmth into what would otherwise be an intolerable, cold world- but at times love could also be as heavy as chain mail. Bearing the burden of love, on those occasions when it was a solemn weight, made it more precious when, in better times, it caught the wind in sleeves like wings, and lifted you.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.

This is not a book in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a prolonged insult, a gob of spit in the face of art, a kick in the pants to God, Man, Destiny, Time, Love, Beauty... what you will.

The best thing to hold onto in life is each other.