Beloved Quotes - Page 3

Like a child who saves their favourite food on the plate for last, I try to save all thoughts of you for the end of the day so I can dream with the taste of you on my tongue.

Kamand Kojouri

I fell in loveand then I became love.

Kamand Kojouri

Be like the sun who fell in love with the moon and shared all his light.

Kamand Kojouri

Put down your glass, it is time to dance. If you want to get drunk all you need is to drink love. Put down your pipe and do away with these childish toys. If you want to get high all you need is to breathe love. Now, can I have this dance?

Kamand Kojouri

We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren’t our lives love lives?

Kamand Kojouri

Nothing belongs to itself anymore. These trees are yours because you once looked at them. These streets are yours because you once traversed them. These coffee shops and bookshops, these cafés and bars, their sole owner is you. They gave themselves so willingly, surrendering to your perfume. You sang with the birds and they stopped to listen to you. You smiled at the sheepish stars and they fell into your hair. The sun and moon, the sea and mountain, they have all left from heartbreak. Nothing belongs to itself anymore. You once spoke to Him, and then God became yours. He sits with us in darkness now to plot how to make you ours.” K.K.

Kamand Kojouri

I am certain, my love, that poetry was born only after your birth.

Kamand Kojouri

I will drive the world crazywith love poems for you.So they can know how magnificent you areand how crazy I am.

Kamand Kojouri

They can award me with the greatest accolades and reward me with the finest diamonds. They can name days and streets after me, canonise and celebrate me. They can make me the queen of their kingdom, the president of their nation. They can carry my picture in their wallets and whisper my name in their prayers but, tell me, what is all this worth if your voice isn’t the one calling me home?

Kamand Kojouri

If I can’t be your love, then let me be a simple brooch so I may rest a while against your chest. If I can’t be your love, then let me be a forgotten coin so I may rest a while against your thigh. If I can’t be your love, then let me be an unlit cigarette so I may rest a while in between your lips. If I can’t be your love, then let me at least remain in these words so I may rest a while in your thoughts.

Kamand Kojouri

You’ll only know the answers once you love.

Kamand Kojouri

I don’t mind losing in this game of love, if it means You will be the winner.

Kamand Kojouri

Find me. Seduce me. I want to be in love with you.

Kamand Kojouri

I will speak of love until you go mad and join me in my mad worship of love.

Kamand Kojouri

To live in love is my life’s purpose.

Kamand Kojouri

My love, you are driving the entire world mad. The nightingales are committing suicide one by one out of jealousy of your voice. The roses took one glance at your beauty and folded themselves from shame. The trees now only whisper your name and the sky hasn’t stopped crying since you looked up. Have pity on us, my love. We have already broken all the mirrors and glass out of fear that you will forget us and fall in love with yourself once you see what we all cannot stop seeing.

Kamand Kojouri

This body is the house of God.

Kamand Kojouri

Forget your voice, sing!Forget your feet, dance!Forget your life, live!Forget yourself and be!

Kamand Kojouri

I see them and they see me but the lovers — we recognise one another: there is light in our eyes.

Kamand Kojouri

This is an ode to life.The anthem of the world.For as there are billionsof different stars thatmake up the skyso, too, are there billions of different humans thatmake up the Earth.Some shine brighter but all are made ofthe same cosmic dust.O the joy of beingin life with all these people!I speak of differencesbecause they are there.Like the different organsthat make up our bodies.Earth, itself, is one large body.Listen to how it howlswhen one human isin misery.When one kills another, the Earth feels the pang in itschest. When one orgasms, the Earth craves a cigarette.Look carefully,these animals are beauty spots that make the Earth’s face lovelier and more loveable.These oceans are the Earth’s limpid eyes. These trees, its hair.This is an ode to life.The anthem of the world.I will no longer speak of differences, for the similaritiesare larger. Look even closer. There may bedistances between our limbs butthere are no spaces betweenour hearts. We long to be one.We long to be in nature andto run wild with its wildlife.Let us celebrate life and living, for it is sacrilegious to be ungrateful.Let us play and be playful, for it is sacrilegiousto be serious.Let us celebrate imperfectionsand make existenceproud of us, for tomorrow isdeath, and this is an ode to life. The anthem of the world.

Kamand Kojouri

This is a day of celebration!Today, we are divorcing the pastand marrying the present.Dance,and you will find Godin every room.Today, we are divorcing resentmentand marrying forgiveness.Sing,and God will find you in every tune.Today, we are divorcing indifferenceand marrying love.Drink, and play that tambourine against your thighs.We have so much celebrating to do!

Kamand Kojouri

You know how it goes:at some point in your life, you fell in love with someone and had a glimpse of God.Then you abandoned life and loverand started celebratingyour love for God.

Kamand Kojouri

Of course, I am religious.I worship love.

Kamand Kojouri

You have no choice. You must leave your ego on the doorstep before you enter love.

Kamand Kojouri

The first time I heard you laugh, I only wanted to say funny things so you would always be laughing. You know what happens to chocolate when you leave it out in the sun? I’m that unfortunate chocolate and you, you are the laughing sun. For this reason, I am offering myself to you not as a martyr or some selfless fool, but as a self-indulgent moth who actively pursues the light without much fear for the flame. The moth who revels in the heat and declares: Burn me.

Kamand Kojouri

I spent all nightweaving a poem for you to wear. You look so beautifulwhen you wear my light.

Kamand Kojouri

When you are here, God is near.

Kamand Kojouri

Your love brought me closer to God.

Kamand Kojouri

A soulmate is a direct pathway to God.

Kamand Kojouri

God’s existence is reaffirmed once we fall in with another.

Kamand Kojouri

We don’t find Godin temples and cathedrals.We don’t find Himby standing on a prayer rug or sitting in a pew.God appears when welove someone other than ourselves.And we continue to feel His presence when we do good for others.Because God is not foundin mosques and synagogues.He resides in ourhearts.

Kamand Kojouri

Your omnipresence is marvellous!I breathe and you enter me.I exhale and enter into you.

Kamand Kojouri

How can you be a lover of loveand not be a lover of God?It is impossible.

Kamand Kojouri

If you want to find God, then all you need to do is love.

Kamand Kojouri

One sip of this wine and you will go mad with drunkenness. You will drop your masks and tear your clothes — destroying everything that separates you from the Lover. Once you taste the fruit of this vine, you will be kicked out of the city of yourself. You will forget the world. You will forget yourself. I tell you: you will become a madman who wanders the streets looking for the Lover once you drink this Wine of Love.

Kamand Kojouri

Having drunk the dregs of Your Love, I am intoxicated beyond recognition. Now, I only pray for the nearness of You so I may advance in my annihilation.

Kamand Kojouri

The lover drinksand the cup-bearer pours.The lover thinksbut the cup-bearer knows:love begets love.Since this wine is love,then this cup is love,then this tavern is love,then this life is love.

Kamand Kojouri

I am humbled by the grace of God.I am humbled by the beauty of this universe.Humbled by others' kindness.Humbled by life.I drop down to my knees and give thanks.

Kamand Kojouri

He knows all my thoughts. He knows all I’ve ever done and He loves me all the same. What is our purpose, you ask. It is to love like God.

Kamand Kojouri

Writing poems is simply an excuse to remember You.

Kamand Kojouri

To ignore, repress, or dismiss our feelings is to fail to listen to the stirrings of the Spirit within our emotional life. Jesus listened. In John's Gospel we are told that Jesus was moved with the deepest emotions (11:33)... The gospel portrait of the beloved Child of Abba is that of a man exquisitely attuned to His emotions and uninhibited in expressing them. The Son of Man did not scorn of reject feelings as fickle and unreliable. They were sensitive antennae to which He listened carefully and through which He perceived the will of His Father for congruent speech and action.

Brennan Manning

Silent solitude makes true speech possible and personal. If I am not in touch with my own belovedness, then I cannot touch the sacredness of others. If I am estranged from myself, I am likewise a stranger to others.

Brennan Manning

Those who are loving become beloved.

Debasish Mridha

People who are loving are kind, and those who are kind become beloved.

Debasish Mridha

I am looking for the one I can’t fool.

Kamand Kojouri

It's gonna hurt, now," said Amy. "anything dead coming back to life hurts.

Toni Morrison

We live only for the hope of love.

Kamand Kojouri

God begets love.

Kamand Kojouri

We cannot hunt for love. We can only surrender and become love’s prey.

Kamand Kojouri

No gasp at a miracle that is truly miraculous because the magic lies in the fact that you knew it was there for you all along.

Toni Morrison

Love, they said, burns youand builds you.But with you, there’s no ash.Just light.

Kamand Kojouri

As Venus within Eros does not really aim at pleasure, so Eros does not aim at happiness. We may think he does, but when he is brought to the test it proves otherwise... For it is the very mark of Eros that when he is in us we had rather share unhappiness with the Beloved than be happy on any other terms.

C.S. Lewis

The yogi can relate to his Beloved in the form of a personal relationship-as a friend, a child, a spouse. He can cherish God in traditional religious performances–honoring saints, holy sites, and scriptures. He can hold God dear in the form of union—as his own Self, or in samadhi. All forms of God are equally suitable for love. (165)

Prem Prakash

Our identity rests in God's relentless tenderness for us revealed in Jesus Christ.

Brennan Manning

While the impostor draws his identity from past achievements and the adulation of others, the true self claims identity in its belovedness. We encounter God in the ordinariness of life: not in the search for spiritual highs and extraordinary, mystical experiences but in our simple presence in life.

Brennan Manning

Over the years, I have come to realize that the greatest trap in our life is not success, popularity, or power, but self-rejection. Success, popularity, and power can indeed present a great temptation, but their seductive quality often comes from the way they are part of the much larger temptation to self-rejection. When we have come to believe in the voices that call us worthless and unlovable, then success, popularity, and power are easily perceived as attractive solutions. The real trap, however, is self-rejection. As soon as someone accuses me or criticizes me, as soon as I am rejected, left alone, or abandoned, I find myself thinking, "Well, that proves once again that I am a nobody." ... [My dark side says,] I am no good... I deserve to be pushed aside, forgotten, rejected, and abandoned. Self-rejection is the greatest enemy of the spiritual life because it contradicts the sacred voice that calls us the "Beloved." Being the Beloved constitutes the core truth of our existence.

Henri J.M. Nouwen

Define yourself radically as one beloved by God. This is the true self. Every other identity is illusion.

Brennan Manning

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