Love is a sacred reserve of energy; it is like the blood of spiritual evolution.

It is impossible to love and to be wise.

Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.

Only the really plain people know about love – the very fascinating ones try so hard to create an impression that they soon exhaust their talents.

The demand to be loved is the greatest of all arrogant presumptions.

But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.

Music is something no one can control.

My songs have always been frustrating themes, relationships that I’ve had. And now that I’m in love, I expect it to be really happy, or at least there won’t be half as much anger as there was.

My mom and I have always been there for each other. We had some tough times, but she was always there for me.

Marriage is the most natural state of man, and… the state in which you will find solid happiness.

Marriage is the most wonderful thing ever.

Love is a better teacher than duty.

Oh, you weak, beautiful people who give up with such grace. What you need is someone to take hold of you – gently, with love, and hand your life back to you.

Let your religion be less of a theory and more of a love affair.

Be a force of love as often as you can and turn away negative thoughts whenever you feel them surface.

I met my husband before I became a star, and he doesn’t care about any of it.

Truth is so obscure in these times, and falsehood so established, that, unless we love the truth, we cannot know it.

Energy begets energy.

The strongest influences in my life and my work are always whomever I love. Whomever I love and am with most of the time, or whomever I remember most vividly. I think that’s true of everyone, don’t you?

Rules are not necessarily sacred, principles are.

Fear is a spirit that produces a feeling.

Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.

My mother loved children – she would have given anything if I had been one.

Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart.

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

It’s hard for anybody who’s been with me not to feel starved for affection when I’m making love to my ideas. Maybe it’s not meant for me to settle down and be married.

I love Brad in every state.

I have learned not to worry about love; but to honor its coming with all my heart.

My wife is already in Heaven.

As I grow up, the lessons I learn in love and relationships and how we treat each other are hopefully maturing – hopefully.

Love begins by taking care of the closest ones – the ones at home.

Truth is handsomer than the affectation of love. Your goodness must have some edge to it, else it is none.

Love in its essence is spiritual fire.

As apostles and prophets, we are concerned not only for our children and grandchildren but for yours as well – and for each of God’s children.

How can one preach goodness and love to men without at the same time offering them an interpretation of the World that justifies this goodness and this love?

I love to play. And fortunately, I don’t know a lot of musicians that suck. I know a bunch of really good ones, and they’re always up for playing.

Love means to love that which is unlovable; or it is no virtue at all.

The male, for all his bravado and exploration, is the loyal one, the one who generally feels love. The female is skilled at betrayal and torture and damnation.

But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.

My audience went, ‚Wait, why is she singing jazz? What’s going on?‘ And then they went, ‚Oh, because she can. Because she loves it.‘ And jazz, a music invented by the African-American community, is the greatest art form, I believe, to have ever come out of this country.

What I’ve discovered is that in art, as in music, there’s a lot of truth-and then there’s a lie. The artist is essentially creating his work to make this lie a truth, but he slides it in amongst all the others. The tiny little lie is the moment I live for, my moment. It’s the moment that the audience falls in love.

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.

The feeling of friendship is like that of being comfortably filled with roast beef; love, like being enlivened with champagne.

I spent a lot of years trying to outrun or outsmart vulnerability by making things certain and definite, black and white, good and bad. My inability to lean into the discomfort of vulnerability limited the fullness of those important experiences that are wrought with uncertainty: Love, belonging, trust, joy, and creativity to name a few.

There is no love of life without despair of life.

I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.

Be of love a little more careful than of anything.

Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.

Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.

I married my best friend that happens to be a girl.

Like music and art, love of nature is a common language that can transcend political or social boundaries.

The love of the family, the love of one person can heal. It heals the scars left by a larger society. A massive, powerful society.

Do not rebuke mockers, or they will hate you; rebuke the wise, and they will love you.

There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute, which goes directly to the heart of him who has had frequent occasion to test the paltry friendship and gossamer fidelity of mere Man.

Let us always meet each other with smile, for the smile is the beginning of love.

Love… it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.

It’s possible to love a human being if you don’t know them too well.

The important thing is to be in love with something.

Agape, the love of each one of us for the other, from the closest to the furthest, is in fact the only way that Jesus has given us to find the way of salvation and of the Beatitudes.

The reason men oppose progress is not that they hate progress, but that they love inertia.