Like “love,” “hope” is one of those ridiculously disproportional words that by all rights should be a lot longer.
I love the training, learning the stunts, doing them. I love feeling that power - doing things you could never actually do in life - like flying and doing backflips in the air!
I beg you, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language.
But you cant shut everyone out. I mean you have to have someone to love. . . someone to hold on to. . . someone--
The saving grace of the cinema is that with patience, and a little love, we may arrive at that wonderfully complex creature which is called man.
I really love singing.
I definitely want to produce more because I have a bunch of projects that I've either written or half written and I want to continue developing them and if cant direct one right away cause I'm doing something else I will love to still see it get made.
Everything comes to us from others. To Be is to belong to someone.
The more we realize we are loved, the more ashamed we are not to love back. The more we sin as a violation of love, not just of law, the more powerful a motive we will have to overcome it. For sin is attractive to us (otherwise we would never be attracted to it) and can be cast out only by something more attractive.
Because feeling love does make you feel superior. Until you find out you aren't loved back.
I'm not against accents - my husband's from Lancashire and has a rural Lancs accent. We've just got back from Scotland yesterday, and I love that Highland burr.
I wrote newspaper articles professionally for seven years, and I love newspapers.
So bright the tear in Beauty's eye, Love half regrets to kiss it dry.
Girls weren’t drug addicted, they were love addicted, and that, I’ll learn, is far harder to treat.
It should be possible to explain the laws of physics to a barmaid.
Mother's love outlives everything
There was a dull pang of regret because it was not the kiss of love which had inflamed her, because it was not love which had held this cup of life to her lips.
Working on music is the funnest thing for me, and I love it, and I could do it all day, all night.
But what doesn’t die is the love we give to others. There is no end to that.
Did you know that there are over three hundred words for love in canine?