Our truest nature is to help others, and to protect and love them. We care about others, and delight in seeing others happy and safe.
Every person is a precious gift, and we are all like little children who yearn for acceptance, safety, and unconditional love.
In order to deserve, we must pay our dues and steadily work for perfection. We must relish in struggle, and relinquish pride. We must dispel fear and seek enlightenment. We must shun division and honor love. We must know our hearts and seek to understand others. We must try, live, create, feel, grow and love.
Love is not about others; love is a practice of self-mastery.
Seek for illumination of self, and then the world, through the simple, humble, almighty, supreme virtue of love.
Lay down your cynicism, and believe in the transformational power of love.
All things are possible through invitation and love.
In a world of hate, love is the revolution.
Turn towards love, and become love.
Be the love you seek.
Love heals violence and all its sources. Love only serves and does not calculate. Love gives without expectation, while hate carries an endless tally of debts. Hate controls everything it touches, but love sets everything it touches free.
You can know something is a lie when it has no love in it.
Love softens the hardest edges of life's tumult.
The only way is to teach with love, which requires looking beyond what seems, and remembering we create with our judgements.
Know yourself. Be yourself. Love yourself. Seek goodness and be goodness. Seek beauty and be beauty. Seek love and be love.
Dare to love every person, including yourself. Become the energy of love.
Those who see the world through the lens of love are the true visionaries.
Seek goodness and be goodness. Seek beauty and be beauty. Seek love and be love.
Fear is the greatest enemy; the father of all suffering, and love is the only cure for humanitys great afflictions.
Our stresses, anxieties, pains, and problems arise because we do not see the world, others, or even ourselves as worthy of love. (9)
And the crazy part of it was even if you were clever, even if you spent your adolescence reading John Donne and Shaw, even if you studied history or zoology or physics and hoped to spend your life pursuing some difficult and challenging career, you still had a mind full of all the soupy longings that every high-school girl was awash in... underneath it, all you longed to be was annihilated by love, to be swept off your feet, to be filled up by a giant prick spouting sperm, soapsuds, silk and satins and, of course, money.
One love, one heart, one destiny.
I find the best way to love someone is not to change them, but instead, help them reveal the greatest version of themselves.
We have so far to go to realize our human potential for compassion, altruism, and love.
Compassionate love may be strong. It sobs, it burns, then it wipes away its tears – and it does nothing.