Jesus conveyed the impression of complete love, compassion, kindness, and infinite patience.
Love could solve everything.
One look at love and you may see it weaves a web over mystery, all ravelled threads can rend apart for hope has a place in the lover's heart. Hope has a place in a lover's heart.
I would love to play Jimi Hendrix.
After the planet becomes theirs, many millions of years will have to pass before a beetle particularly loved by God, at the end of its calculations will find written on a sheet of paper in letters of fire that energy is equal to the mass multiplied by the square of the velocity of light. The new kings of the world will live tranquilly for a long time, confining themselves to devouring each other and being parasites among each other on a cottage industry scale.
I think falling in love is always a surprise, right?
A theologian who does not love art, poetry, music and nature can be dangerous. Blindness and deafness toward the beautiful are not incidental; they necessarily are reflected in his theology.
I want us to have it all, love and career. It's a struggle sometime to achieve that, but I love the struggle.
What I love about theatre is that it disappears as it happens.
I love to cook. . but nothing that had to die.
Love is powerful. It can bring the gods to their knees.
God’s love is free. He asks for nothing in return; all he wants is for his love to be accepted.
Protect yourself. . . . . . from your own thoughts.
I love being alive. I like being a human being.
At the beginning, your love supports your marriage. Later on, your marriage supports your love.
People have become afraid of love because in love also, death penetrates. If two lovers are sitting side by side in deep love and intimacy, not even talking. . . . Talking is an escape, an escape from love. When two lovers are talking that simply shows they are avoiding the intimacy. Words in-between give distance - with no words distance disappears, death appears. In silence there is death just lurking around - a beautiful phenomenon. But people are so afraid that they go on talking whether it is needed or not. They go on talking about anything, everything - but they cannot keep silent.
The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction.
In the unspoilt state of innocent childhood, practically every human being has a natural and direct feeling for the existence of God Almighty. But as time passes, this faith may be deflected and people start believing in other powers - political, economic or social.
The Jivanmukta ('the living free' or one who knows) alone is able to give real love, real charity, real truth, and it is truth alone that makes us free.
Ignorance and bungling with love are better than wisdom and skill without.