Love Quotes

Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom.

I am able to love my God because He gives me freedom to deny Him.

Only in love are unity and duality not in conflict.

Let my love like sunlight surround you and yet give you illumined freedom.

The infinite being has assumed unto himself the mystery of finitude. And in him who is love the finite and the infinite are made one.

I'm lost in the middle of my birthday. I want my friends, their touch, with the earth's last love. I will take life's final offering, I will take the last human blessing.

He alone may chastise who loves.

O Beauty, find thyself in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror.

Love adorns itself; it seeks to prove inward joy by outward beauty.

He who wants to do good knocks at the gate: he who loves finds the door open.

Love's over brimming mystery joins death and life. It has filled my cup of pain with joy.

Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.

The meaning of this is, that whomsoever we love, in him we find our own soul in the highest sense. The final truth of our existence lies in this. God, the Supreme Soul, is in me, as well as in my son, and my joy in my son is the realisation of this truth.

Love remains a secret even when spoken, for only a true lover truly knows that he is loved.

Let the dead have the immortality of fame, but the living the immortality of love.

You've got to love what's lovable, and hate what's hateable. It takes brains to see the difference.

Suddenly, quietly, you realize that - from this moment forth - you will no longer walk through this life alone. Like a new sun this awareness arises within you, freeing you from fear, opening your life. It is the beginning of love, and the end of all that came before.

A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Lovers, forget your love And list to the love of these. She a window flower. And he a winter breeze.

We love the things we love for what they are.