Faded Love Quotes

She had died, I just never told her. So still, we walk, eat and sleep together, in fear one day she'll come to realize it. ~ Anthony Liccione

He looked at her as a man looks at a faded flower he has gathered, with difficulty recognizing in it the beauty for which he picked and ruined it. And in spite of this he felt that then, when his love was stronger, he could, if he had greatly wished it, have torn that love out of his heart; but now when as at that moment it seemed to him he felt no love for her, he knew that what bound him to her could not be broken. ~ Leo Tolstoy

I need to hold on to the faded love 'cause I love to secure the stems of dying flowers ~ Munia Khan

She would only point out the salvation that was latent in his own soul, and in the soul of every man. Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon. Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen at its height. Live in fragments no longer. Only connect, and the beast and the monk, robbed of the isolation that is life to either, will die. ~ E. M. Forster

In other words, when the community of faith gathers, its purpose is to equip its members for a life of love and good deeds when the community scatters. ~ Brian D. McLaren

A clever Zen teacher might say that standing back and letting the monastery burn belies a kind of attachment to the idea of nonattachment, that trying to save it when it could all burn anyway is true nonattachment. In trying to save Tassajara from the fire - or your own life from disaster - you can't be sure you will. In fact, you can lose everything you love in a moment. And that's not a reason to give up. If anything, it's a reason to turn toward the fire, recognizing it as a force of both creation and destruction, and to take care of what's right in front of you, because that's all you actually have. ~ Colleen Morton Busch

We Americans love original ideas. But truly, there are already plenty of good ones out there, ours for the taking. If I were too proud to copy the ideas of others, I likely wouldn't have even a fraction of my current success. ~ Mohnish Pabrai

True love is all about your love and not the one you love. ~ Tapan Ghosh

Loving you was hard, wanting you was harder, but kissing your forehead was insanity. ~ Dominic Riccitello

A disproportionate number of stories are love stories – and what is homosexuality but a special narrative of love? ~ Christopher Bram

She didn't say she loved him then. She said it later that night, when he was breathing deeply beside her, the sleep of peace and satiety, as he always did when they'd released each other from passion by indulging it without limit. He slept heavily, so she could smooth his hair, kiss him without his knowing, and whisper the words she didn't know how to say when he heard her. "Tuscan Tycoon's Wife ~ Lucy Gordon

The happiness of the bee and the dolphin is to exist. For man it is to know that and to wonder at it ~ Jacques-Yves Cousteau

Ye whose clay-cold heads and luke-warm hearts can argue down or mask your passions
tell me, what trespass is it that man should have them? ... If nature has so wove her web of kindness, that some threads of love and desire are entangled with the piece
must the whole web be rent in drawing them out? ~ Laurence Sterne

They are constantly colonists and emigrants ; they have the name of being at home in every country. But they are in exile in their own country. They are torn between love of home and love of
something else; of which the sea may be the explanation or may be only the symbol. It is also found in a nameless nursery rhyme which is the finest line in English literature and the dumb refrain of all English poems, 'Over the hills and far away. ~ G.K. Chesterton

I love you. Why it worked right then, why the webbing of my godmother's spell frayed as though the words had been an open flame, I don't know. I haven't found any explanation for it. There aren't any magical words, really. The words just hold the magic. They give it a shape and a form, they make it useful, describe the images within. I'll say this, though: Some words have a power that has nothing to do with supernatural forces. They resound in the heart and mind, they live long after the sounds of them have died away, they echo in the heart and the soul. They have power, and that power is very real. Those three words are good ones. ~ Jim Butcher

My love for my mother is like an axe. It cuts very deep. ~ Deborah Levy

His skin, his whole being, radiates heat from being so near the fire, and I close my eyes, soaking in his warmth. I breathe in the smell of snow-dampened leather and smoke and apples, the smell of all those wintry days we shared before the Games. I don't try to move away. Why should I, anyway? His voice drops to a whisper. I love you. ~ Suzanne Collins

I still love the preparation of the game. I think that actually helps you heal faster, still being around it; it keeps you motivated. It keeps you engaged, and I want to be around my teammates. ~ Jon Beason

I have learned that to have a good friend is the purest of all God's gifts, for it is a love that has no exchange of payment. ~ Frances Farmer

But the truth is it's hard for me to know what I really think about any of the stuff I've written. It's always tempting to sit back and make finger-steeples and invent impressive sounding theoretical justifications for what one does, but in my case most of it'd be horseshit. As time passes I get less and less nuts about anything I've published, and it gets harder to know for sure when its antagonistic elements are in there because they serve a useful purpose and when their just covert manifestations of this "look-at-me-please-love-me-I-hate you" syndrome I still sometimes catch myself falling into. Anyway, but what I think I meant by "antagonize" or "aggravate" has to do with the stuff in the TV essay about the younger writer trying to struggle against the cultural hegemony of TV. One thing TV does is help us deny that we're lonely. With televised images, we can have the facsimile of a relationship without the work of a real relationship. It's an anesthesia of "form." The interesting thing is why we're so desperate for this anesthetic against loneliness. You don't have to think very hard to realize that our dread of both relationships and loneliness, both of which are like sub-dreads of our dread of being trapped inside a self (a psychic self, not just a physical self), has to do with angst about death, the recognition that I'm going to die, and die very much alone, and the rest of the world is going to go merrily on without me. I'm not sure I could give you a steeple-fingere ~ David Foster Wallace

When you pay attention to man, God also reciprocates with His attention ~ Sunday Adelaja

I love you madly. ~ Suzanne Young

When you uncork a bottle of mature fine wine, what you are drinking is the product of a particular culture and tradition, a particular soil, a particular climate, the weather in that year, and the love and labour of people who may since have died. The wine is still changing, still evolving, so much so that no two bottles can ever be quite the same. By now, the stuff has become incredibly complex, almost ethereal. Without seeking to blaspheme, it has become something like the smell and taste of God. Do you drink it alone? Never. The better a bottle, the more you want to share it with others ... and that is the other incredible thing about wine, that it brings people together, makes them share with one another, laugh with one another, fall in love with one another and with the world around them. ~ Neel Burton

I just wanted to make a properly good movie, and not beg for the love of the fans. ~ Louis Leterrier

Love covers a myriad of plausibility structures. ~ Carol Plum-Ucci

Abby: In another life, I could love you.
Travis: I might love you you in this one. ~ Jamie McGuire

The love of Jesus is the source of salvation. He loves, He looks, He touches us, WE LIVE. ~ Charles Haddon Spurgeon

There is only one terminal dignity - love. ~ Helen Hayes

I look into my future and
it's full of you ~ Ismaaciil C. Ubax

I love 'True Blood!' ~ Elizabeth Reaser

The problem of love lies in the way we woo. ~ Peter Saccio

The seal of Reason, made impregnable:
_ The seal of Truth, immeasurably splendid:
The seal of Brotherhood, man's miracle:
_ The seal of Peace, and Wisdom heaven-descended:
The seal of Bitterness, cast down to Hell:
_ The seal of Love, secure, not-to-be-rended:
The seventh seal, Equality: that, broken,
God sets His thunder and earthquake for a token. ~ Aleister Crowley

I am afraid that it will all be ruined. It is like stepping out into the darkness when one has a world of light and warmth behind one. ~ Mary Balogh

These are some of the characteristics of the state of mind which the creation and appreciation of haiku demand: Selflessness, Loneliness, Grateful Acceptance, Wordlessness, Non-intellectuality, Contradictoriness, Humor, Freedom, Non-morality, Simplicity, Materiality, Love, and Courage. ~ R.H. Blyth

If you have your health and the ability to do what you love to do then I think we are all blessed and so keeping a light heart is really important. ~ John Assaraf

Nay," she said stubbornly. "I have just been told that the only chance I have for freedom is in your hands and by all that is holy, you will deliver me my freedom or I shall see to it that you live out the rest of your life in merciless misery."
He gaped at her. On any other man such an expression would have looked foolish, but to credit Lord Stryder, even when taken by surprise, he still managed to carry off an air of supreme authority and handsomeness. "I beg your pardon? Have you gone completely mad?"
"Not I, but rather the king you love so well. It appears he would see us marry."
"My hairy arse."
She gave him a droll stare. "That is much more information about your person, Lord Stryder, than I care to know. ~ Kinley MacGregor

We describe a person without compassion as "heartless," and we urge him or her to "have a heart." Our deepest hurts we call "heartaches." Jilted lovers are "brokenhearted." Courageous soldiers are "bravehearted." The truly evil are "black-hearted" and saints have "hearts of gold." If we need to speak at the most intimate level, we ask for a "heart-to-heart" talk. "Lighthearted" is how we feel on vacation. And when we love someone as truly as we may, we love "with all our heart." But when we lose our passion for life, when a deadness sets in which we cannot ... ~ John Eldredge

I love you, Katy. Always have. Always will. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

For I do not love the oppressed. I love those whom I love, who are always handsome and sometimes oppressed but stand up and rebel ~ Jean Genet

What am I most thankful for?
LOVE!
Because without it, I wouldn't have a life. ~ Anthony T. Hincks

I love words. I crave descriptions that overwhelm my imagination with vivid detail. I dwell on phrases that make my heart thrum. I cherish expressions that pierce my emotions and force the tears to spill over. In essence, I long for a writer's soul sealed in ink on the page. ~ Richelle E. Goodrich

Words flow from love, and speech is likewise confounded by love. It is the sweetest gesture to be without words, and with words, all the same. So too is it with the lighthearted sigh – an outward expression of an abundance of the heart. ~ Zechariah Barrett

I love you, and..." he grunts. "I hate you. And, I hate that I fuckin' love you. ~ Bink Cummings

Who falls for love of God, shall rise a star. ~ Ben Jonson

The whole point of love is to put someone else's needs above your own. ~ Danny DeVito

I know what love is, Mom. I've had love that burns in every fiber of my being, that drives me to be a better person and empowers me through each moment of the day. If you'd ever had something like that, you'd hold on to it with every bit of strength you had. ~ Richelle Mead

Writing, playing, composing, painting, reading, listening, looking-all require that we submit to being swept away by Eros, to a transformation of self of the kind that happens when we fall in love. ~ Stephen Nachmanovitch