Browsing Quotes With Tag: love (137)
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Sometimes we love with nothing more than hope. Sometimes we cry with everything except tears. In the end that’s all there is: love and its duty, sorrow and its truth. In the end that’s all we have – to hold on tight until the dawn.
Speaker: Gregory David RobertsPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 9:09 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
“Suffering,” Khaderbhai once told me, “is the way we test our love, especially our love for God.”
Speaker: Gregory David RobertsPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 9:04 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
“I said that the truth is found more often in music,” he repeated, “than it is in books of philosophy.”
“What is the truth?” I asked him. I didn’t really want to know. I was trying to hold up my end of the conversation. I was trying to be clever.
“The truth is that there are no good men, or bad men,” he said. “It is the deeds that have goodness or badness in them. There are good deeds, and bad deeds. Men are just men – it is what they do, or refuse to do, that links them to good and evil. The truth is that an instant of real love, in the heart of anyone – the noblest man alive or the most wicked – has the whole purpose and process and meaning of life within the lotus-folds of its passion. The truth is that we are all, every one of us, every atom, every galaxy, and every particle of matter in the universe, moving toward God.”Speaker: Gregory David RobertsPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 9:04 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
One of the reasons why we crave love, and seek it so desperately, is that love is the only cure or loneliness, and shame, and sorrow. But some feelings sink so deep into the heart that only loneliness can help you find them again. Some truths about yourself are so painful that only shame can help you live with them. And some things are just so sad that only your soul can do the crying for you.
Speaker: Gregory David RobertsPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 8:56 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
We all turned to stare at her. The table was silent. We were stunned to hear such sentiments expressed by a young woman who made her living as the sexual plaything of those Indians who were rich enough to exploit her. She was used and abused, and I, for one, would’ve expected her to be more cynical. Optimism is the first cousin of love, and it’s exactly like love in three ways: it’s pushy, it has no real sense of humor, and it turns up where you least expect it.
Speaker: Gregory David RobertsPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 8:54 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
“She loved the guy. She did it for him. She would’ve done anything for him. Some women are like that. Some loves are like that. Most loves are like that, from what I can see. Your heart starts to feel like an overcrowded lifeboat. You throw your pride out to keep it afloat, and your self-respect and your independence. After a while you start throwing people out – your friends, everyone you used to know. And it’s still not enough. The lifeboat is still sinking, and you know it’s going to take you down with it. I’ve seen that happen to a lot of girls here. I think that’s why I’m sick of love.”
Speaker: Gregory David RobertsPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 8:52 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
“You’re a good listener. That’s dangerous, because it’s so hard to resist. Being listened to – really listened to – is the second-best thing in the world.”
“What’s the first best thing?”
“Everybody knows that. The best thing in the world is power.”
“Oh, is it?” I asked, laughing. “What about sex?”
“No. Apart from biology, sex is all about power. That’s why it’s such a rush.”
I laughed again.
“And what about love? A lot of people say that love is the best thing in the world, not power.”
“They’re wrong,” she said with terse finality. “Love is the opposite of power. That’s why we fear it so much.”Speaker: Gregory David RobertsPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 8:46 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
The past reflects eternally between two mirrors – the bright mirror of words and deeds, and the dark one, full of things we didn’t do or say. I wish now that from the beginning, even then in the first weeks that I knew her, even on that night, the words had come to tell her… to tell her that I liked her.
Speaker: Gregory David RobertsPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 8:43 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
What is the best way to write your life story? There is only one way, and that way is with love. Love is the material I use to write my story because love comes directly from my integrity, from what I really am. I love the main character of my story, and the main character loves and enjoys every secondary character. I am not afraid to tell you, “I love you.” Your mind may say, “How can you love me when you don’t even know me?” I don’t need to know you. I don’t need to justify my love. I love you because this is my pleasure. Love coming out of me makes me happy, and it’s not important if you reject me because I don’t reject myself. In my story, I live in an ongoing romance, and everything is beautiful for me.
Speaker: Don Miguel RuizPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 8:37 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
Many times, we don’t see our own creation; we don’t see our own lies. But sometimes in the reflection of somebody else, we can see our own magnificence. By experiencing the love of another person, we can see how great we are. From one artist to another artist, we might see that it’s possible to improve our own art.
Once we have the awareness to see our own story, we discover there is another way of creating the main character. Without awareness, there is nothing we can do, because the story is so powerful that the story writes itself. We create the story, we give our personal power to the story, and then the story is living our lives. But with awareness, we recover the control of our story.
Speaker: Don Miguel RuizPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 8:32 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
Respect comes directly from love; it is one of the greatest expressions of love.
Speaker: Don Miguel RuizPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 8:31 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
A lover’s a liar,
To himself he lies.
The truthful are loveless,
Like oysters their eyes!Speaker: Kurt VonnegutSource: Cat's CradlePosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 8:16 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
“Pretty?” he echoed. “Mister, when I see my first lady angel, if God ever sees fit to show me one, it’ll be her wings and not her face that’ll make my mouth fall open. I’ve already seen the prettiest face that ever could be.”
Speaker: Kurt VonnegutSource: Cat's CradlePosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 8:11 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
It was very exciting for her, taking his dignity away in the name of love.
Speaker: Kurt VonnegutPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 8:03 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
There can be no doubt that the desire lovers have for each other is not so very different from friendship – you might say it was friendship gone mad.
Speaker: SenecaPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 7:39 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
‘I shall show you,’ said Hecato, ‘a love philter compounded without drug or herb or witch’s spell. It is this: if you wish to be loved, love.’
Speaker: SenecaPosted: 19 Aug 2008 at 7:35 PMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
If you have love you don’t need to have anything else. If you don’t have it it doesn’t matter much what else you do have.
Speaker: James M. BarriePosted: 27 Mar 2008 at 9:32 AMComments: None... Be the first to comment!