Then only is God praised when the heart is lifted up to God with love, joy, and wonder for what it sees in him and receives from him with a desire of expressing it to him.
—Jonathan Edwards
In love, one and one are one.
—Jean-Paul Sartre
It answers the question that was tormenting you: my love, you are not ‘one thing in my life’ – not even the most important – because my life no longer belongs to me because…you are always me.
—Jean-Paul Sartre
It’s quite an undertaking to start loving somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment right at the start where you have to jump across an abyss: if you think about it you don’t do it.
—Jean-Paul Sartre
To cheat oneself out of love is the most terrible deception; it is an eternal loss for which there is no reparation, either in time or in eternity.
—Søren Kierkegaard
When one has once fully entered the realm of love, the world — no matter how imperfect — becomes rich and beautiful, it consists solely of opportunities for love.
—Søren Kierkegaard
Love is the expression of the one who loves, not of the one who is loved. Those who think they can love only the people they prefer do not love at all. Love discovers truths about individuals that others cannot see
—Søren Kierkegaard
What is youth? A dream. What is love? The dream’s content.
—Søren Kierkegaard
For he who loves God without faith reflects on himself, while the person who loves God in faith reflects on God.
—Søren Kierkegaard
In addition to my other numerous acquaintances, I have one more intimate confidant… My depression is the most faithful mistress I have known — no wonder, then, that I return the love.
—Søren Kierkegaard
I have only one friend, and that is echo. Why is it my friend? Because I love my sorrow, and echo does not take it away from me. I have only one confidant, and that is the silence of night. Why is it my confidant? Because it remains silent.
—Søren Kierkegaard
In my great melancholy, I loved life, for I love my melancholy.
—Søren Kierkegaard
Love guards the heart from the abyss.
—Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.
—Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
One day people will stop fighting, waging war, executing people, and will begin to love one another. This day cannot be evaded, for within every person’s soul lies love, not hatred, toward others. Let’s do all we can to reach this day more quickly.
—Leo Tolstoy
I choose such notes that love one another.
—Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Do not let yourself be guided by the feeling of lust or love.
—Miyamoto Musashi
Don’t waste your love on somebody, who doesn’t value it.
—William Shakespeare
If you want to love you must serve, if you want freedom you must die.
—Georg Hegel
Man is sometimes extraordinarily, passionately, in love with suffering..
—Fyodor Dostoevsky
The demand to be loved is the greatest of all arrogant presumptions.
—Friedrich Nietzsche
People say: Why love those we don’t like? Because there’s joy in it. Try it and see if it’s true or not.
—Leo Tolstoy
I love the name of honor, more than I fear death.
—Julius Caesar
Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.
—Henry David Thoreau
To love someone means to see them as God intended them.
—Fyodor Dostoevsky
There’s no reason to pity a person if he dies or loses his money, if he has no home or property, because none of those things belong to man. But there’s reason for pity if a person loses his one true possession, his highest blessing: his ability to love.
—Leo Tolstoy
The virtue in most request is conformity. Self-reliance is its aversion. It loves not realities and creators, but names and customs.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson
Do not waste time bothering whether you ‘love’ your neighbor; act as if you do, and you will presently come to love him. – C.S. Lewis
A really efficient totalitarian state would be one in which the all-powerful executive of political bosses and their army of managers control a population of slaves who do not have to be coerced, because they love their servitude.
—Aldous Huxley
“The Lord loves to use tools which are not rusted with self-conceit.”
— Charles Spurgeon