L Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with L. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Love was indeed a big responsibility. One must use the word judiciously. One cannot love one day and take away love the next day. It is total caring.”
Source: The Road Taken
“Love was indeed pain. And to love so deeply meant to be susceptible to an equally deep agony.”
Source: Lakeshire Park
“Love was just a word to me. Until you came along and gave it meaning.”
“Love was life's secret purpose.”
“Love was like a steamroller. There was no avoiding it; it went over you and you came out flat.”
Source: Wilderness Tips
“Love was like a stock, Lizzie realized. You gambled on its paying off in the long run—but it could just as easily cost you everything.”
Source: Magnate
“Love was like a toothache.”
Source: Musashi
“Love was like rain: it turned into ice, or it disappeared. Now you saw it, now you couldn't find it no matter how hard you might search. Love evaporated; obsession was realer; it hurt, like a pin in your bottom, a stone in your shoe. It didn't go away in the blink of an eye. A morning phone call filled with regret. A letter that said, Dear you, good-bye from me. Obsession tasted like something familiar. Something you'd known your whole life. It settled and lurked; it stayed with you.”
“Love was like that, like a dream you didn't quite understand, one in which you didn't necessarily know what you were looking at until it was right in front of you.”
Source: The Probable Future
“Love was like the waves in the sea, gentle and good sometimes, rough and terrible at others, but that it was endless and stronger than the sky and earth and everything in between.”
“Love Was
Love Will Be
But Most of All,
Love is.
Life Cannot Be Without It
It is found in the Womb
In The Woods
In The Stars.
To Be or Not to Be
To Love, or not to Love
They Are Equal.
My Soul Whispers Into the Spaces.
Yes.”
Source: Caleb + Kate
“Love was love, one could find it with anyone, one could find it anywhere. It was just that you could never keep it. Not unless you were ready to die for it.”
Source: Conversations with Norman Mailer
“Love was madness, was foolish, was senseless. Love was a problem, and yet somehow the loss of it was a worse one. Love made normal things, sensible things, make no sense at all.
It made Meg almost refuse a good man who loved her.
It made their mama give all their bread to the Hummels and wait forever for a chaplain husband who was practically a ghost.
It made Amy and Poppet speak in their own private language, the language of long-lost and now-reunited twins, shipwrecked together in the seas of some faraway world.
It made familiar things terrifying, and terrifying things familiar.
It burned the wings off moths, sending them headlong into the flame.
There was no escape, no recovery, no happy ending. You loved and you lost. Your heart beat and the beating left it bruised beyond recognition. You could feel it, or try not to feel it, or long for it, but you didn't get to keep it.
It didn't matter how, or even why. He loved you or he didn't. She died or she didn't. He left or he didn't.
In the end, you were always the loneliest person in the world, no matter who you were. Because that was what love was, the very raggedy edge of that feeling, the coming or the going of it. There was nothing else.
Only shadows.”
Source: Jo & Laurie
“Love was meant to be also a sign, a symbol, a messenger, a telltale of the Divine. Love is a messenger from God saying that every human affection and every ecstasy of love are sparks from the great flame of love that is God.”
Source: LOVE, MARRIAGE AND CHILDREN
“Love was more than blind. It was deaf and dumb, too. It was catatonic. It was vegetative.”
Source: Fearless: Fearless; Sam; Run
“Love was more than just a fleeting desire, or a brief glimpse into a fairy tale, or a flash of playful flirtation in her beautiful hazel eyes. It was more than infatuation with a person’s best qualities, or reluctant acceptance of their less appealing traits. Real love meant loving the whole person, in every form, in every state, in every way. It was what transformed the ordinary monotony of everyday life into extraordinary moments of warmth and compassion and joy.”
Source: Between Worlds
“love was never enough to
be a protection, it keeps away
no devil or evil”
Source: Reality
“Love was never meant to be contained solely in our hearts, just as life in a seed was always meant to break through into the world and become beauty to be shared.”
Source: Purple Buddha Project: Purple Book of Self-Love
“love was never meant to be
just a metaphor
between the pages of poetry.”
Source: A touch, a tear, a tempest
“Love was never meant to survive in the shadows, but we chose each other anyway, even if it meant turning the dark into fire.”
Source: Ashes of the Heart: Dark Mafia Romance of Forbidden Love, Obsession, and Revenge
“Love was no delusion. You didn’t have to have your head in the clouds to believe in it. It wasn’t invalid because someone was hopelessly romantic, nor was negated because someone viewed the world with a more critical eye. Love was about being safe with someone, knowing you could count on them for anything. Big or small. Heavy. Or featherlight.”
Source: Misinformation
“Love was not in it for me at first. I dated guys because of the way they looked. And then I began to learn that it's what's inside that counts. Love to me now is understanding. It's giving.”
“Love was not only blind, it often careened into Blithering Idiotsville as well.”
Source: Second Grave on the Left
“Love was not something that people married for generally in those days. They married for security. They married for economic reasons, you know, companionship - but not love.”
“Love was not specified in the design of your brain; it is merely an endearing algorithm that freeloads on the leftover processing cycles.”
Source: Sum: Forty Tales from the Afterlives
“Love was not the point and pity was a poor man's pride.”
Source: DAMASCENA - The Tale of Roses and Rumi
“Love was nothing but a lie people told themselves.
But lust?
Lust was real, and he was feeling it. Feeling it to his core. As he held her to him, his blood pounded with the fiercest, most primal kind of need. One that spoke of possession and claiming and mine.
She made him wild.
Surely it was simply because he'd gone so long without female company. Madeline wasn't even his usual sort. Given his choice, he would have said he favored a bonny Scots lass with fiery hair and a knowing gleam in her eye. Not a shy, proper English gentlewoman just learning the taste of her first kiss.
But beneath the shyness and reserve, she possessed a natural, earthy sensuality. He couldn't help but think of what that might mean in bed- when all the rules and corsets were shed, and the dark freed her from propriety.”
Source: When a Scot Ties the Knot
“Love was once a beautiful song,
But now it's just a melody gone wrong.
My heart was once filled with joy,
But now it's just a shattered toy.”
“Love was one of those feelings that you could never control.”
Source: If You Could See Me Now
“Love was opening gates, letting in a person apart from oneself, hoping they’d fill the space of her empty rooms, and trusting them not to break her house... for what was the point of love if not showing both the good and bad parts, both the impregnable and vulnerable parts? Once we love someone, we could never really unlove them, could never really take away the rooms in which they inhabit, only dictate the spaces where they were allowed to occupy. There was really no going back once we opened the gates to someone else. They’d have left their marks inside.”
Source: Love on the Second Read
“Love was really a high priority. You could drive up this road and there'd be open doors. You could actually walk in as a stranger and they'd invite you for a meal.”
“Love was showing up.”
Source: Nowhere Strangers: A Sapphic Coming-of-Age Story of Digital Romance, Heartbreak, and Self-Discovery
“Love was simple. It was effortless. It was true.”
Source: Cupid's Serenade
“Love was so unlike the article served up in books: the joy, though genuine, was different; the mystery an unexpected mystery.”
Source: Howards End
“Love was something different. Love was pure delight, a fountain of emotions, sensual delights, and enjoying spending time together.”
Source: Day watch
“Love was something foreign until he met her.”
Source: A Kind Of Commitment
“Love was such a crazy emotion, that sometimes all the stars in the universe had to be completely aligned in order for someone to recognize what was in reality as clear as day.”
Source: My Stepbrother: The Dom
“Love was supposed to be the easiest path to divinity”
Source: The Rise of Shams
“Love was that way. You could not render it in black or white. It always came down to the strange, blended shades of grey.”
Source: Picture Perfect
“Love? Was that what it was? Willingly forgiving another? Accepting them as they were?
While also wanting to kiss them until you were both breathless?”
Source: Mistakes Not to Make When Avoiding a Rake
“Love was the bedrock of Jesus' life, the very reason He came to seek and save the lost.”
“Love was the best present of all.”
“Love was the destroyer. It made mourners, widows, left misery in its wake. Grief and love where one and the same. Grief was the shadow love left when it was gone.”
Source: Rule of Wolves
“Love was the early Christians' marketing plan and their business card was joy.”
Source: Good to Great in God's Eyes: 10 Practices Great Christians Have in Common
“Love was the engine of the Civil Rights movement. I risked death for love. I know this isn't a conventional view. We cared not only about those who were marching with us, but those who opposed us. Every human being is deserving and worth of being loved.”
“Love was the hardest thing. Don't let anyone ever tell you different.”
“Love was the key to understanding all of the mysteries.”
“Love was the most savage monster of all.”
Source: The House of Hades (Heroes of Olympus Book 4)
“Love was the most susceptible to random failure of all human enterprises.”
Source: All the Birds in the Sky
“Love was the quiet hum of a lullaby slipping pas sleeping ears on a late November evening.”