Away From Love Quotes

Every poet and musician and artist, but for grace”>Grace, is drawn away from love of the thing he tells to love of the telling till, down in Deep Hell, they cannot be interested in God at all but only in what they say about Him.

Love must have wings to fly away from love, And to fly back again.

I have an idea that most of all he is running away from love, because it’s too big and too demanding. He’s running away from us–from you, from me, from his sister, from himself, too. Who wants to be himself, who wants to be so little, and so captured and limited?

Love grows by giving. The love we give away is the only love we keep. The only way to retain love is to give it away.

Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away- and leaves behind only silence.

There is always some madness in love.

I began writing a book on love because I felt that the United States is moving away from love.

The course of true love never did run smooth.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

The sangha is a community where there should be harmony and peace and understanding. That is something created by our daily life together. If love is there in the community, if we’ve been nourished by the harmony in the community, then we will never move away from love.

The only way to retain love is to give it away.

Most mothers think that to keep young people away from love-making it is enough never to speak of it in their presence.

Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.

I’ve learned … that no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.

Love is vivid. I never wanted the pale version. Love is full strength. I never wanted the diluted version. I never shied away from love’s hugeness but I had no idea that love could be as reliable as the sun. The daily rising of love.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.