Quotes about Love

That there needed neither art nor science for going to GOD, but only a heart resolutely determined to apply itself to nothing but Him, or for His sake, and to love Him only.

That the most excellent method he had found of going to GOD, was that of doing our common business without any view of pleasing men, [Gal. i. 10; Eph. vi. 5, 6.] and (as far as we are capable) purely for the love of GOD.

That we ought not to be weary of doing little things for the love of God, who regards not the greatness of the work, but the love with which it is performed.

That many do not advance in the Christian progress because they stick in penances, and particular exercises, while they neglect the love of God, which is the end . That this appeared plainly by their works, and was the reason why we see so little solid virtue.

The King, full of mercy and goodness, very far from chastising me, embraces me with love, makes me eat at His table, serves me with His own hands, gives me the key of His treasures; He converses and delights Himself with me incessantly, in a thousand and a thousand ways, and treats me in all respects as His favorite. It is thus I consider myself from time to time in His holy presence.

there's goodness and purpose and reason out there. Believe it, embrace it, trust it. Life will always be hard, but if we do our best, if we persist, we can make a difference---and good will win out over evil, love will conquer hate...

I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.

Love is spiritual. It's about self-sacrifice and commitment. And discipline. You cannot have true love without discipline and respect. When you lose the respect of your spouse, you've lost everything.

He leans over and kisses me. And suddenly, my life splits in two: before and after.

Not explaining science seems to me perverse. When you're in love, you want to tell the world.

When you're in love, you want to tell the world. This book is a personal statement, reflecting my lifelong love affair with science.

Ever been in love?' The question was direct, matter-of-fact. 'Halfway, half a dozen times. But'—she glanced at the nearest telescope—there was always so much noise, the signal was hard to find.