Love is not a feeling. Love is an action, an activity... Genuine love implies commitment and the exercise of wisdom... love as the will to extend oneself for the purpose of nurturing one's own or another's spiritual growth... true love is an act of will that often transcends ephemeral feelings of love or cathexis, it is correct to say, 'Love is as love does'.
Scott Peck, The Road Less Travelled (Arrow New-Age)
Saturday, 22 December 2007
Love as nurturing spiritual growth
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Saturday, 10 November 2007
I know that somewhere in the Universe exists my perfect soulmate
I know that somewhere in the Universe exists my perfect soulmate but looking for her is much more difficult than just staying at home and ordering another pizza.
Alf Whit
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When love beckons to you, follow him
When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions
May wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
As the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you
So shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your growth
So is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses
Your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and
Shake them in their clinging to the earth.
Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
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Let us love for a while, for a year or so, you and me
At any rate, let us love for a while, for a year or so, you and me. That's a form of divine drunkenness that we can all try.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Each man kills the thing he loves
Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
from all let this be heard.
Some does it with a bitter look,
some with a flattering word.
The coward does it with a kiss
the brave man with the sword
Some kill their love when they are young,
And some when they are old;
Some strangle with the hands of Lust,
Some with the hands of Gold:
The kindest use a knife, because
The dead so soon grow cold.
Some love too little, some too long,
Some sell, and others buy;
Some do the deed with many tears,
And some without a sigh:
For each man kills the thing he loves,
Yet each man does not die.
Oscar Wilde, Ballad of Reading Gaol
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Saturday, 27 October 2007
What will survive of us is love
What will survive of us is love.
Philip Larkin, An Arundel Tomb
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Unconditional love
I have never met a person whose greatest need was anything other than real, unconditional love. You can find it in a simple act of kindness toward someone who needs help. There is no mistaking love. You feel it in your heart. It is the common fiber of life, the flame that heals our soul, energizes our spirit and supplies passion to our lives. It is our connection to God and to each other.
Elizabeth Kubler-Ross
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They must be felt with the heart
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.
Helen Keller
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Where love rules, there is no will to power
Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.
C. G. Jung
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Time will come that all that we love
Time will come that all that we love, we will eventually loose, and all that we hate we will eventually face.
F. Sionil José, Mass (a Filipino novel)
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