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We ate well and cheaply and drank well and cheaply and slept well and warm together and loved each other.

We attract hearts by the qualities we display; we retain them by he qualities we possess.

We become imprisoned by our memories, and that makes our lives wretched.

We become what we love and who we love shapes what we become. If we love things, we become a thing. If we love nothing, we become nothing. Imitation is not a literal mimicking of Christ, rather it means becoming the image of the beloved, an image disclosed through transformation. This means we are to become vessels of God's compassionate love for others.

We believe we are hurt when we don't receive love. But that is not what hurts us. Our pain comes when we do not give love. We were born to love. You might say that we are divinely created love machines. We function most powerfully when we are giving love. The world has led us to believe that our wellbeing is dependent on other people loving us. But this is kind of upside down thinking that has caused so many of our problems. The truth is our well being is dependent on our giving love. It is not about what comes back; it is about what goes out!

We came by night to the Fortunate Isles, And lay like fish Under the net of our kisses.

We can always choose to perceive things differently. You can focus on what's wrong in your life, or you can focus on what's right.

We can die by it, if not live by love, And if unfit for tombs and hearse Our legend be, it will be fit for verse; And if no peace of chronicle we prove, We'll build in sonnet pretty rooms; As well a well wrought urne becomes The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs.

We can do no great things-only small things with great love.

We can give without loving, but we can't love without giving. In fact, love is nothing unless we give it to someone.

We can cure physical diseases with medicine, but the only cure for loneliness, despair, and hopelessness is love. There are many in the world who are dying for a piece of bread, but there are many more dying for a little love.

We can construct, deconstruct and reconstruct our sexuality any way we want: it is our privilege as thinking creatures. However, human sexuality has a specific nature, regardless of what we believe or say about it. We are more likely to be satisfied with the outcome, if we work with our biology rather than against it. We will be happier if we face reality on its own terms.

We can do without butter, but, despite all our love of peace, not without arms. One cannot shoot with butter, but with guns.

We can live without religion and meditation, but we cannot survive without human affection.

We can never establish with certainty what part of our relations with others is the result of our emotions - love, antipathy, charity, or malice - and what part is predetermined by the constant power play among individuals.

We cannot give what we do not have: We cannot bring peace to the world if we ourselves are not peaceful. We cannot bring love to the world if we ourselves are not loving. Our true gift to ourselves and others lies not in what we have but in who we are.

We cannot despair of humanity, since we ourselves are human beings.

We cannot love ourselves unless we love others, and we cannot love others unless we love ourselves. But a selfish love of ourselves makes us incapable of loving others.

We can only love what we know.

...we cannot simply recommend love and compassion per se, for those unfold from egocentric to ethnocentric to worldcentric, and do we really want an increase in ethnocentric love?

We can talk about courage and love and compassion until we sound like a greeting card store, but unless we're willing to have an honest conversation about what gets in the way of putting these into practice in our daily lives, we will never change. Never, ever.

We can reject everything else: religion, ideology, all received wisdom. But we cannot escape the necessity of love and compassion. This, then, is my true religion, my simple faith. In this sense, there is no need for temple or church, for mosque or synagogue, no need for complicated philosophy, doctrine, or dogma. Our own heart, our own mind, is the temple. The doctrine is compassion. Love for others and respect for their rights and dignity, no matter who or what they are: ultimately these are all we need.

We can't command our love, but we can our actions.

We can't form our children on our own concepts; we must take them and love them as God gives them to us.

We can’t help who we love. Love isn’t logical, or even our choice. Love chooses us.

We can't profess love without talking through hand puppets.

We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.

We choose those we like; with those we love, we have no say in the matter.

We conceal it from ourselves in vain - we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it.

We could afford the price of peace. Love is all it costs.

We cheerfully assume that in some mystic way love conquers all, that good outweighs evil in the just balances of the universe and at the 11th hour something gloriously triumphant will prevent the worst before it happens.

We create an environment where it is alright to hate, to steal, to cheat, and to lie if we dress it up with symbols of respectability, dignity and love.

We could not be happier.

We create a mask to meet the masks of others. Then we wonder why we cannot love, and why we feel so alone.

We do not achieve happiness or salvation in isolation from each other but as members of society

Wedlock is the deep, deep peace of the double bed after the hurly-burly of the chaise lounge.

We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another, unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made of layers, cells, constellations.

We do not judge the people we love.

We do not really feel grateful toward those who make our dreams come true; they ruin our dreams.

We do not want riches, we want peace and love.

We do not usually look for allies when we love. Indeed, we often look on those who love with us as rivals and trespassers. But we always look for allies when we hate.

We don't love qualities, we love persons; sometimes by reason of their defects as well as of their qualities.

We don't have a word for the opposite of loneliness, but if we did, I could say that's what I want in life.

We don't need more Hindus, more Christians, or more Muslims - we need more Buddhas, more Jesuses, and more Krishnas - then there will be true change. Every human being has that inner potential.

We don't need to explain our love. We only need to show it.

We find rest in those we love, and we provide a resting place in ourselves for those who love us.

We don't stop loving people just because we hate them, but we don't stop hating them either.

We find it hard to apply the knowledge of ourselves to our judgment of others. The fact that we are never of one kind, that we never love without reservations and never hate with all our being cannot prevent us from seeing others as wholly black or white.

We fell in love despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created.

We fell silent and all joking ceased. We gazed mutely into each other's eyes and an intense longing for the fullest avowal of the truth forced us to a confession, requiring no words whatever, or the incommensurable misfortune that weighed upon us. With tears and sobs we sealed a vow to belong to each other alone.