Love and Dreams - Quotes
There's different kinds of love, darling. Some people you love no matter what, and others you love when the situation is right. To me, the best kind of love is no matter what kind.
Inventing the Abbotts
What nature of being are we that even our dreams can be compromised?
Break On Through To The Other Side
When I die I'm going to dance first in all the galaxies... I'm gonna play and dance and sing.
On Death And Dying
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.
It is a good idea to be ambitious, to have goals, to want to be good at what you do, but it is a terrible mistake to let drive and ambition get in the way of treating people with kindness and decency. The point is not that they will then be nice to you. It is that you will feel better about yourself.
A dream is the mind's way of answering a question it hasn't yet figured out how to ask.
Moon shadows haunt.
I remember a honey morning,
Liquid and brilliant.
Desire like poison,
I dream of my death.
Remember, the greatest gift is not found in a store nor under a tree, but in the hearts of true friends.
All the passions make us commit faults; love makes us commit the most ridiculous ones.
Some men see things as they are and ask why. Others dream things that never were and ask why not.
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
It is best to love wisely, no doubt; but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.
If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear pain or loss, then our lives will be empty, our loss greater.
Love will make you forget time, and time will make you forget love.
True friendship is seen through the heart, not through the eyes.
Men mistake friendship, but not sex, for love; women mistake sex, but not friendship, for love.
All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.
Yesterday is but today's memory, and tomorrow is today's dream.
I'm gonna live forever, or die trying.
He who has the courage to laugh is almost as much a master of the world as he who is ready to die.
Love is friendship set on fire.
Amanda: I don't think anybody ever thought anything about me other than I look good next to them. And I went along with it because I'd rather be next to somebody for the wrong reasons then alone for the right ones.
Keith: I'd rather be right.
Amanda: You can stand being alone?
Keith: Nobody can stand being alone. The minute you stop thinking there's someone out there for you it's over, isn't it?
Some Kind of Wonderful
You cannot always wait for the perfect time. Sometimes you must dare to jump.
But I believe there's a ghost of a chance we can find someone to love... and make it last.
Ghost of a Chance
Once you start to romanticize something, it's usually over.
What is love? two souls and one flesh; friendship? two bodies and one soul.
People don't run out of dreams - people just run out of time.
River of Dreams
Well, I was quite surprised to face that kind of incarnation
Love comes always unexpected, love strikes blind and undirected
Love is the answer, love is all we need, my friend
Now you came and changed the weather, now I wanna live forever
I saw some piglets suckling their dead mother. After a short while they shuddered and went away. They had sensed that she could no longer see them and that she wasn't like them any more. What they loved in their mother wasn't her body, but whatever it was that made her body live.
Love is a sour delight, a sugur'd grief, a living death, an ever-dying life.
True friendship comes when silence between two people is comfortable.
Love is the wisdom of the fool and the folly of the wise.
Love is when two people who care for each other get confused.
Only a person who risks is free. The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change and the realist adjusts the sails.
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.
Nothing makes us so lonely as our secrets.
If you want something very, very badly, let it go free.
If it comes back to you, it's yours forever.
If it doesn't, it was never yours to begin with.
The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.
Heaven can wait, but I cannot. I cannot take for granted that time is on my side.
The incidence of memory is like light from dead stars whose influence lingers long after the events themselves.
Marriage. Don't be pressured into it. Is the fear of loneliness really greater than the fear of bondage?
The dread of loneliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married.
Love is only an illusion until it lasts forever.
A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets. The Titanic
[But] maybe what is important doesn't change. I learned this from Bob Haggart, a good friend in my hometown of Syracuse, New York. Bob had been diagnosed with multiple myeloma in 1988 and was not doing well. He wouldn't live to see the new millennium. I wanted to get his perspective, as someone who knows death is real, about what is important and enduring. But before I could do so, his wife, Brenda, called. Bob was in the hospital. He was too sick to see visitors or to write his regular newspaper column for the Syracuse Post-Standard. Then on Valentine's Day a column by Bob - written on a word processor sneaked into his hospital room by one of his colleagues - appeared in the Post-Standard. "This is my Valentine to Brenda," it reads. "Unfortunately, this Valentine will not look or taste as good as those hearts that grade-school teachers in Kansas helped me cut out and paste on big pieces of red paper. ... So here is my Valentive, composed in my head as Brenda sleeps beside me on my hospital bed. The paper and paste of my Valentine hold straight and true the best words I have ever written in my life. Bob loves Brenda forever." Eleven days later Bob died. I never got to see him or thank him for answering my question. Love endures.
Making Sense of the Millennium, National Geographic, Vol. 193, No. 1, January 1998
Maybe part of loving is learning to let go.
The Wonder Years
Tell me whom you love, and I will tell you who you are.
Don't go where the path may lead; go where there is no path and leave a trail.
A child does not have to be taught how to be happy or the ways of love. It is fear, hatred, and prejudice that have to be taught. And from the condition of the world we can see that unfortunately there are some very good teachers.