Sweet Love Quotes

Love will come find you, just to remind you of who you are.

Love must blossom. Through love will grow the trees and the bushes.

I would make sweet love to Don Rickles.

Without love, I should be spiritless.

I love what I know about passion, I love what I know about mercy, I love what I know about patience, I love what I know about soul, and I know you.

He was the toast to her butter.

There's love, sweet love, for one and all-- For love is best for great and small.

Talking of love is making it.

Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.

You know someone's right for you when the things they don't have to say are even more important than the things they do.

Sweet springtime is my time is your time is our time for springtime is love time and viva sweet love.

Since we shall love each other, I shall be great and you shall be rich.

Is a lifetime long enough to hold the regret that I have for that fantastically aborted but crazily sweet love affair?

We were sweet, lovely people who wanted to throw out all the staid institutions who placed money and wars above all else. When you're young you think that's how life works.

I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.

I gave thee what could not be heard What had not been given before The beat of my heart I gave !

You had my heart, and I yours; a heart for a heart, good fortune for good fortune.

Love sweetens pain; and when one loves God, one suffers for His sake with joy and courage.

My daughter [Ariana], she's a sweet, lovely girl, but she doesn't have the drive or the belief in herself. As it says in the film, I get touched up thinking about it, no one can give you a career. You have to have that inner drive. She wants it, but she doesn't know how to go for it, she's too shy. To see her perform and come on stage and feel comfortable, you know, she has talent - that was very touching, very moving, for me. She has a really beautiful sound and voice. She's a young girl still, 26, and innocent. She was kind of sheltered.

What if love wasn't the act of finding what you were missing but the give-and-take that made you both match?

Love isn’t only love, sweetheart. It’s hard work, and trust, and tears, with even a few glimpses of devastation. But at the end of each day, if you can still look at the person at your side and can’t imagine anyone else you’d rather have there, the pain and heartache and the ups and downs of love are worth it.

Love is not a habit, a commitment, or a debt. It isn't what romantic songs tell us it is - love simply is.

Love is a perky elf dancing a merry little jig and then suddenly he turns on you with a miniature machine gun.

The only reward for love is the experience of loving.

We were together. I forget the rest.

To love is to return to a home we never left, to remember who we are.

Chain me with roaring bears; Or shut me nightly in a charnel-house, O'er-covered quite with dead men's rattling bones, With reeky shanks and yellow chapless skulls; Or bid me go into a new-made grave, And hide me with a dead man in his shroud; Things that, to hear them told, have made me tremble; And I will do it without Fear or Doubt, To live an unstain'd Wife of my sweet Love.

Those graceful acts, those thousand decencies, that daily flow from all her words and actions, mixed with love and sweet compliance, which declare unfeigned union of mind, or in us both one soul.

Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew, Whose short refresh upon tender green, Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show And straight is gone, as it had never been.

Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart. I took your thrust, whereby I since am slain, And I lie disheveled in the grass apart, A sodden thing bedrenched by tears and rain.

Passion now begins to wake and whom we desire, we will take then we'll cut them down to the quick love itself the cruelest trick. Moved we are by loves sweet song though it plays not for long we can blow on embers bright till passion outtakes the light.

Bitterness imprisons life; love releases it. Bitterness paralyzes life; love empowers it. Bitterness sours life; love sweetens it. Bitterness sickens life; love heals it. Bitterness blinds life; love anoints its eyes.

I always have a good quality extra virgin olive oil. A cheap quality oil will end up cheapening your dishes. And I love sweetening my dishes with maple syrup. It has a bit of a bitter kick at the end that works wonderfully in savory dishes.

There is no surprise more magical than the surprise of being loved: It is God's finger on man's shoulder.

So sweet love seemed that April morn, when first we kissed beside the thorn, so strangely sweet, it was not strange we thought that love could never change.

We have fried catfish, country fried steak and cinnamon-roasted pork. We have collard greens, black-eyed peas, hush puppies, biscuits, sweet potato pie and lots of gravy. Most players love it, but we also have a baked catfish for players who are still looking to stay on the approved diet.

You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.

To be brave is to love unconditionally without expecting anything in return.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.

'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.

The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is just to love and be loved in return.

There is no remedy for love but to love more.

Having a crush is a bit like being infected with the most annoying, troubling and yet delicious disease you could get. It is almost more of an affliction.

I love 'Sweet Valley,' but I love it from a different angle. There are people for whom it is their adolescence. They own it, in a way that even I don't. I've come to respect the project more because of the response than I've had. It's more important than I realized it was. I didn't understand the breadth and depth of it. now I'm beginning to more.

The lover knows much more about absolute good and universal beauty than any logician or theologian, unless the latter, too, be lovers in disguise.

Nights, sweet as they, Made short by lovers play, Yet long by the absence of the day.

If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.

A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.

It was a wonderful time to be young. The 1960s didn't end until about 1976. We all believed in Make Love Not War - we were idealistic innocents, darling, despite the drugs and sex. We were sweet lovely people who wanted to throw out all the staid institutions who placed money and wars above all else. When you're young you think that's how life works. None of us were famous, we were broke. We didn't think they'd be writing books about us in 30 years. We were just kids doing the right thing.