Life Quotes - Page 294

In love, we are reborn to higher-self.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Love sustains life.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Do not live life without a spark of love.

Lailah Gifty Akita

If you don’t capture the moments, it will be gone forever.

Lailah Gifty Akita

What she did not tell him balanced neatly with what she did.

Love is the beauty of life.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Life is enrich with much love

Lailah Gifty Akita

Love awakens spirit of being.

Lailah Gifty Akita

We live in a society where mutual respect and appreciation should be considered one of the pillars of modern life.

Auliq-Ice

Love is the key to all human hearts.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Your love awakens my spirit.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Love is soul food.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Love is the strength of the life.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Love is the soul food!

Lailah Gifty Akita

Love is divinity of life.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Love is the strength of life.

Lailah Gifty Akita

The light shines in our hearts.

Lailah Gifty Akita

In all spheres of life, we find the grace of patient endurance.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Marriage is a long-lasting friendship.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Husband and wife, must complement each other.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Go for what you want.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Life is a sacred love.

Lailah Gifty Akita

The light of love is life.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Marriage is a cheerful commitment.

Lailah Gifty Akita

In marriage, the man and woman must complement each other.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Love keeps heart warm.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Temptation goes both ways. Sometimes, you can be tempted to live a half life because it pleases someone else. Don't ever live in such a way that your heart splits into two souls. You might find yourself sinning for the rest of your life because you don't want to really be in that situation, but you don't want to hurt the kids. That is a hell that your children will pick up on soon enough. Staying for the kids is possible, but it takes two people to agree that choice is their lifestyle, not one. Otherwise, you hold another person captive because of your fear of stating the obvious-- you are not in love with them.

Shannon L. Alder

To the loyal and to the blood-lovers, in the good families and in the fiery dynasties, life is family and family is life. It is the same people who give advice and their vices to live well who turn out to be the ones who give resource and reason to live long.

If you have never known happiness and sorrow, then you have not fully experience life.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Marriage is sacred intimacy. The husband must love, feed and care for the family. The wife must love, respect and submit to the husband.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Love is heartbeat of life.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Love melts my heart in the sacredness of its pureness.

Lailah Gifty Akita

WILL YOU DANCE WITH MEAs we stand here,Hand in hand,Under the neon lightsOf Truth and Love.I'm asking you toDance with me.To twirl,Kick,Drop,Jump,And flyWith me.Skidding andSliding acrossThe dancefloor of life,I want you toGlide with me.Through theSaddest andHappiest songs,The fastest highsTo the longest andSlowest lows,I want you toFlow throughThem allWithMe.

Don't settle… The worst thing will be to find the man or woman that truly deserves you after you've married one who doesn't.

Life is love. Love is God. God is divine.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Don’t give up on the love of your life.

Lailah Gifty Akita

We are inter-dependence and co-dependence upon one another.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Marriage is a shared sacred life.

Lailah Gifty Akita

What is life without love?

Lailah Gifty Akita

There comes a time when one suddenly discovers that there will never be a time for the coming of the perfect person, or believe that God sends people from heaven, so one finds a random fellow, either righteous or unrighteous, excellent or Impaired, and in no time become what God had ordained.

Michael Bassey Johnson

If your relationship is draining your energy, making you lose yourself and taking your attention away from God, then you are not in a relationship but a cult. You are busy creating an idol (mini-God) for yourself.

It as mathematical, marriage, not, as one might expect, additional; it was exponential. This one man, nervous in a suite a size too small for his long, lean self, this woman, in a green lace dress cut to the upper thigh, with a white rose behind her ear. Christ, so young. The woman before them was a unitarian minister, and on her buzzed scalp, the grey hairs shone in a swab of sun through the lace in the window. Outside, Poughkeepsie was waking. Behind them, a man in a custodian's uniform cried softly beside a man in pajamas with a Dachshund, their witnesses, a shine in everyone's eye. One could taste the love on the air, or maybe that was sex, or maybe that was all the same then.'I do,' she said.'I do,' he said.They did. They would. Our children will be so fucking beautiful, he thought, looking at her. Home, she thought, looking at him. 'You may kiss,' said the officiant. They did, would. Now they thanked everyone and laughed, and papers were signed and congratulations offered, and all stood for a moment, unwilling to leave this gentile living room where there was such softness. The newlyweds thanked everyone again, shyly, and went out the door into the cool morning. They laughed, rosy. In they'd come integers, out they came, squared. Her life, in the window, the parakeet, scrap of blue midday in the London dusk, ages away from what had been most deeply lived. Day on a rocky beach, creatures in the tide pool. All those ordinary afternoons, listening to footsteps in the beams of the house, and knowing the feeling behind them. Because it was so true, more than the highlights and the bright events, it was in the daily where she'd found life. The hundreds of time she'd dug in her garden, each time the satisfying chew of spade through soil, so often that this action, the pressure and release and rich dirt smell delineated the warmth she'd felt in the cherry orchard. Or this, each day they woke in the same place, her husband waking her with a cup of coffee, the cream still swirling into the black. Almost unremarked upon this kindness, he would kiss her on the crown of her head before leaving, and she'd feel something in her rising in her body to meet him. These silent intimacies made their marriage, not the ceremonies or parties or opening nights or occasions, or spectacular fucks. Anyway, that part was finished. A pity...

Dr. Morris soon recognized that the difference between successful and unsuccessful marriages can often be traced to how well couples are able to "bond" during the courtship period. By bonding he referred to the process by which a man and woman become cemented together emotionally. It describes the chemistry that permits two previous strangers to become intensely valuable to one another. It helps them weather the storms of life and remain committed in sickness and health, for richer or poorer, for better or worse, forsaking all others until they are parted in death. It is a phenomenal experience that almost defies description.

James C. Dobson

For marriage has nothing in common with love. marriage makes for security; love makes only for suffering. On the other hand, love could be so distilled, spun so fine as to implicate third and fourth persons, as to take up three or four exciting acts in a play.

In Sri Lanka, the people you lived amongst, the people you went to school with, the people in whose houses you ate, whose jokes you shared: these were not the people you married. Quite possibly they were not your religion. More to the point they were probably not your caste. This word with its fearsome connotations was never, hardly ever used. But it was ever present: it muddied the waters of Sri Lanka's politics, it perfumed the air of her bed-chambers; it lurked, like a particularly noxious relative, behind the poruwa of every wedding ceremony. It was the c-word. People used its synonym, its acronym, its antonym-indeed any other nym that came to mind - in the vain hope its meaning would somehow go away. It didn't. But if the people you chose to associate with were the very ones you could not marry, then the ones you did marry were quite often people you wouldn't dream of associating with if you had any choice in the matter.

My dear, please be careful.You no longer live only for yourself.You live for me as well.

That place is happy over which a holy man builds a house, with fire, cattle, wife, children and good followers

The God

For five years I didn't think it was possible to be this happy.But then he forgot all those promises he made. He forgot why he loved me. He simply stopped loving me.And this is how he did it:He stopped talking to me unless I spoke to him.He stopped holding my hand.He stopped kissing me good night.He stopped kissing me good morning.He stopped kissing me.He stopped smiling at me.He stopped laughing.He stopped bathing and showering with me.He stopped wanting me.He started swearing at me.He started lying to me.He started cheating on me.He hurt me.And then he told me he was in love with another woman and wanted a divorce.Oh, I forgot. He said he was sorry.I wanted to blow his fucking brains out.

God, had it really been that long? It had. Nineteen years since Georgie stumbled across Seth in the Spoon offices, seventeen years since she first noticed Neal, fourteen since she married him, standing beside a row of lilac trees in his parents' back yard. Georgie never thought she'd be old enough to talk about life in big, decade-long chunks like this. It's not that she'd thought she was going to die before now, she'd just never imagined it would feel this way, the heaviness of the proportions. Twenty years with the same dream, seventeen with the same man. Pretty soon she'd have been with Neal longer than she'd been without him. She'd know herself as his wife better than she'd ever known herself as anyone else. It felt like too much, not too much have, just too much to contemplate. Commitments like boulders that were too heavy to carry. Fourteen years since their wedding, fifteen years since Neal tried to drive away from her, fifteen since he drove back. Seventeen since she first saw him, saw something in him that she couldn't look away from.

I was a crazy creature with a head full of carnival spangles until I was thirty, and then the only man I ever really cared for stopped waiting and married someone else. So in spite, in anger at myself, I told myself I deserved my: fate for not having married when the best chance was at hand. I started traveling. My luggage was snowed under blizzards of travel stickers. I have been alone in Paris, alone in Vienna, alone in London, and all in all, it is very much like being alone in Green Town, Illinois. It is, in essence, being alone. Oh, you have plenty of time to think, improve your manners, sharpen your conversations. But I sometimes think I could easily trade a verb tense or a curtsy for some company that would stay over for a thirty-year weekend.

With you, I am. Without you, I am not.

Few things are as exhilarating and challenging for a man as winning a woman’s heart.Few things are as efficient in preserving your marriage as doing it every day, for the rest of your life.

Zoran Stojkovski

Practically all girls are capable of pulling off theLady Love stunt before marriage but alas, only toomany of them think a wedding ring gives them theright to flop down on the do-nothing stool, get fatand eat onions... When a man see his beauteous pride slouching around the house in a soiled house-coat with cold cream on her face, he feels he gotcheated at the altar.Too often after the first baby, [women] ceasebeing wives and are only mothers... giving all theirtenderness to Junior and letting poor husband goheart-hungry.

Forever doesn't feel like eternity when you're by my side

Marryin' is the one thing people seem to get worse at the more they do it. Well, that and bein' alive.

Brandon Sanderson

Should I get married? Should I be good?

It's about making a choice to make your marriage a priority, to, kind of, put that at the top of the page, as your mission statement or something.

Nothing makes sense, not that much of the world ever did." Quote from the book: "UnHoly Pursuit: The Devil on My Trail.

A. White

My wife divorced me because she could not trust me anymore.I never want a divorce because I love and care about our daughter.

Toba Beta

Pardon me for not being willing to commit my entire future to you based on two kisses and a blueberry muffin.

Laura Lee Guhrke

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