The great trouble with baseball today is that most of the players are in the game for the money and that's it, not for the love of it, the excitement of it, the thrill of it.
People love others not for who they are but for how they make them feel.
Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.
There is only one happiness in life -- to love and to be loved.
This is what you should do;
love the Earth and sun and the animals...
We cannot do great things on this Earth, only small things with great love.
Our stresses, anxieties, pains, and problems arise because we do not see the world, others, or even ourselves as worthy of love.
When love is in excess it brings a man no honor nor worthiness.
Love is the strongest force the world possesses, and yet it is the humblest imaginable.
People in love, it is well known, suffer extreme conceptual delusions, the most common of these being that other people find your condition as thrilling and eye-watering as you do yourselves.
Women who love women are Lesbians. Men, because they can only think of women in sexual terms, define Lesbian as sex between women.
Native American isn't blood. It is what is in the heart. The love for the land, the respect for it, those who inhabit it, and the respect and acknowledgement of the spirits and elders. That is what it is to be Indian.
The most effective moments in the theatre are those that appeal to basic and commonplace emotions--love of woman, love of home, love of country, love of right, anger, jealousy, revenge, ambition, lust, and treachery.
There is a smile of love,
And there is a smile of deceit,
And there is a smile of smiles
In which these two smiles meet.
You see, if you take pains and learn in order to get a reward, the work will seem hard; but when you work... if you love your work, you will find your reward in that.
Woman wants monogamy; / Man delights in novelty. / Love is woman's moon and sun; / Man has other forms of fun. . . / With this the gist and sum of it, / What earthly good can come of it?
Love is the only fire that is hot enough to melt the iron obstinacy of a creatures' will
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
Were every blade of grass a quill,
Were the world of parchment made,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor would the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.
Better than honor and glory, and History's iron pen,
Was the thought of duty done and the love of his fellow-men.
The love of truth lies at the root of much humour.
Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, dont blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being in love, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind I was. Lovers dont finally meet somewhere. Theyre in each other all along.
When evil men plot, good men must plan. When evil men burn and bomb, good men must build and bind. When evil men shout ugly words of hatred, good men must commit themselves to the glories of love.
Treasure the love you receive above all. It will survive long after your good health has vanished.
You hate someone whom you really wish to love, but whom you cannot love. Perhaps he himself prevents you. That is a disguised form of love.