Take a stand: live for love, truth, beauty!

I wish I listened through my urethra, because imagine how euphoric and orgasmic music would be. One love song might get you pregnant.

If you are anything other than humbled in the presence of love, you are not in the presence of love.

We’d met at a carefree time, a moment full of promise, in its place now were the harsh lessons of the real world.

Grace will meet you in the valley, and her song will carry you home on the wind to another sky filled with ethereal beauty unfolding and love everlasting.

Life is the most beautiful dance on the most beautiful stage we call Earth.

If you have the grace to hug someone, never miss this sacred moment.

Love! Love until the night collapses!

What is love? There is nothing in the world, neither man nor Devil nor any thing, that I hold as suspect as love, for it penetrates the soul more than any other thing. Nothing exists...

It is a pure soul who can hold true the in­no­cence and time­less­ness of pas­sion in an­oth­er soul. Each un­veil­ing the great­est pieces of the oth­er, locked to­geth­er at the heart for eter­ni­ty

Peace means the way of finding the inner calmness, tranquility and joy, in the midst of conflicts and injustice.

just remember: i love you, and love yourselves. ’cause, little monsters, you were born that way baby.

She had always thought the word ‘pheromones’ made it sound as though molecules were floating in the air, shaped like little fluted horns, ready to attach themselves to the nearest target. Microscopic Edison phonographs flying...

Alas, I have grieved so I am hard to love.Yet love me–wilt thou? Open thine heart wide,And fold within, the wet wings of thy dove.

I’ll tell you a secret: Close your eyes and open your heart.

I might kiss you.I might be bad at it.That’s not possible.

The journey of the mind always has longer to travel than the heart because dreams carry weight, while love makes you float.

Do I have cat hair on my face? I was trying to grow out my beard. Let’s make love like two meows trapped in a Ziploc bag.

Wer nicht liebt Wein, Weib, und Gesang,Der bleibt ein Narr sein Lebenlang(He who loves not Wine, Women and SongRemains a fool his whole life long)

—Yo no puedo, yo te quiero más que como un amigo. Además jamás podría hacerle eso a Audrey, jamás me lo perdonaría.Él camino hacia mí y en sus ojos se veía la determinación.— ,Por qué...

…love, all at once and much, much too completely. It’s like you suddenly turn a blinding light on something that had always been half a shadow…

I would love you in any shape, in any world, with any past. Never doubt that.

You were the hardest year of my life and I’ve never been so happy. What does that say about me?

When it comes to love, your point of view, your imagination and your energy can carry you through anything. As you love, it will spill over to everyone and everything you encounter and beyond. There...

You didn’t love her. You just didn’t want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe she was good for your ego. Or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn’t love...

Meatloaf is graphable in how far ahead it is in likeability categories. You can also play Mop the Floor with it. I make love like I make dinner that makes cleaning the kitchen more fun...

Love has no expiration date; if your are willing, she will accompany you until your last day.

women should not be so mean to end up their life at the kitchen after they get married. they should take part in everything that is happening around the world.women’s part of society and also...

One way to tell if you’re really comfortable with a person is if you can be quiet together sometimes and not feel awkward. If you don’t feel obligated to say something brilliant or funny or...

When we learn how to make our living, we forget to learn how to live a great life.

Saludé a mis padres, quienes estaban sonriendo con orgullo, como siempre charlando con un extraño cualquiera junto a ellos. Sonreí, mi madre podria seriamente iniciar una conversación con un mudo.

Our love was bornoutside the walls,in the wind,in the night,in the earth,and that’s why the clay and the flower,the mud and the rootsknow your name.

But you want a placid pond, a glassy surface to reflect your own casual desires and nothing more. You will never fathom the depths of my savage ocean.

Every time we reach in to the cave of our loving heart and deliver an act of kindness, and touch another, we are truly sending a beautiful arrow of our love from our heart straight...

The only difference between falling in love and being in love is that your heart already knows how you feel, but your mind is too stubborn to admit it.

She was dull, unattractive, couldn’t tell the time, count money or tie her own shoe laces… But I loved her

God wants to take the fears that you and I are holding onto with both hands. He throws them aside, effortless, and then takes our empty hands in His and fills them with his love....

Most guys confuse lust and love. I am in sex with you.

Every year I live I am more convinced that the waste of life lies in the love we have not given, the powers we have not used, the selfish prudence that will risk nothing, and...

Do you love her?’ she asked him.’Always have,’ he said.’Then why in the world would you leave her alone?

Then must you speakOf one that loved not wisely but too well,Of one not easily jealous but, being wrought,Perplexed in the extreme; of one whose hand,Like the base Indian, threw a pearl awayRicher than all...

No one is born beneath this dance. This dance gives birth to you.

Among the Mysteries of the word,their belong time,still unexplored and to be explored.

Come make me sticky.Dimitri to Honor

She didn’t understand that. “How can anyone be afraid of love?””How can they not?” His face was completely aghast. “When you love someone… truly love them, friend or lover, you lay your heart open to...

Right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment.

An artist must be passionately in love with her art. Obsessed or possessed ― go mad for what you believe in.

And only now, when he was gray-haired, had he fallen in love properly, thoroughly, for the first time in his life.

Nothing helped until the day she took a tablet and pencil into the basement and moved the event out of her and onto paper, where it was reshaped into a kind of simple equation: loss...

True love needs no words.