You don't have to tell people what they're doing wrong. They already know. Your job is to love them.

Love descends upon our souls by the will of God and not by the demand or the plea of the individual.

I love you, with a love so great that it simply couldn't keep growing inside my heart, but had to leap out and reveal itself in all its magnitude.

Walk and talk in manner of love or charity, for God is love.

Jesus won't try to speak over the noise in our lives; love whispers so we won't be confused about who's doing the talking.

Love is something sent from Heaven to worry the Hell out of you.

Envy among other ingredients has a mixture of the love of justice in it. We are more angry at undeserved than at deserved good-fortune.

So, chosen by God for this new life of love, dress in the wardrobe God picked out for you: compassion, kindness, humility, quiet strength, discipline. Be even-tempered, content with second place, quick to forgive an offense. Forgive as quickly and completely as the Master forgave you. And regardless of what else you put on, wear love. It's your basic, all-purpose garment. Never be without it.

I write the kinds of novels I like to read, where the setting is rendered with love and care.

In Asian languages, the word for 'mind' and the word for 'heart' are same. So if you're not hearing mindfulness in some deep way as heartfulness, you're not really understanding it. Compassion and kindness towards oneself are intrinsically woven into it. You could think of mindfulness as wise and affectionate attention.

He who plants kindness gathers love.

My brothers and sisters, may the spirit of love which comes at Christmastime fill our homes and our lives and linger there long after the tree is down and the lights are put away for another year.