Loves - Quotes
From the sun coming up to the sun going down
Every breath we breathe in and breathe out
Blessings are given as we are living for Jesus
He`s the beginning and He is the end
He will be faithful again and again
We give Him praise for all the ways He loves us.
A real directioner isn`t one that has millions of photos of us but it`s one who loves us unconditionally.
Our present swarms with traces of our past. We are histories of ourselves, narratives. I am not this momentary mass of flesh reclined on the sofa typing the letter a on my laptop; I am my thoughts full of the traces of the phrases that I am writing; I am my mother`s caresses, and the serene kindness with which my father calmly guided me; I am my adolescent travels; I am what my reading has deposited in layers in my mind; I am my loves, my moments of despair, my friendships, what I`ve written, what I`ve heard; the faces engraved on my memory. I am, above all, the one who a minute ago made a cup of tea for himself. The one who a moment ago typed the word "memory" into his computer. The one who just composed the sentence that I am now completing. If all this disappeared, would I still exist? I am this long, ongoing novel. My life consists of it.
We are for ourselves in large measure what we see and have seen of ourselves reflected back to us by our friends, our loves, and our enemies.
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love`s insanity, why are you my clarity?
Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love: it is the faithless who know love`s tragedies.
The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.
If a person loves only one other person and is indifferent to the rest of his fellow men, his love is not love but a symbiotic attachment, or an enlarged egotism.
God loves you just the way you are, but He refuses to leave you that way. He wants you to be just like Jesus.
- Do you think I`m wonderful? - she asked him one day as they leaned against the trunk of a petrified maple.
- No - he said.
- Why?
- Because so many girls are wonderful. I imagine hundreds of men have called their loves wonderful today, and it`s only noon. You couldn`t be something that hundreds of others are.
Remember that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something and has lost something.