Alexandra Adornetto Quotes

She still talks to me now, only now she talks to me in my dreams. And I can't wait to go to sleep tonight because we have a lot to talk about. I love you.

It is ever the invisible that is the object of our profoundest worship. With the lover it is not the seen but the unseen that he muses upon.

Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.

Prayer is an act of love; words are not needed. Even if sickness distracts from thoughts, all that is needed is the will to love.

Dad was joyful until the day he died, and I think that joy was deeply rooted in his love affair with God.

It is love, not reason, that is stronger than death.

Faith is love taking the form of aspiration.

When I am dead and opened, you shall find Calais lying in my heart.

Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is omnipresent. In this divine glass, they see face to face; and their converse is free as well as pure. This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal.

You are every reason, every hope and every dream I've ever had.

I'm dying with you before I'm living without you.

Because it is a customary cross, As die to love as thoughts, and dreams, and sighs, Wishes, and tears, poor fancy's followers.

Death is nothing else but going home to God, the bond of love will be unbroken for all eternity.

Oh Agnes, Oh my soul, so may thy face be by me when I close my life indeed; so may I, when realities are melting from me, like the shadows which I now dismiss, still find thee near me, pointing upward!

If we truly love people, we will desire for them far more than it is within our power to give them, and this leads us to prayer.

If I call not thee in my prayers, if I keep not thee in my heart, thy love for me still waits for my love.

If dying, I yet live in a tender heart or two; nor am I lost and hopeless living, if a sainted departed soul still loves and prays for me.

Somewhere In Time is the story of a love which transcends time , What Dreams May Come is the story of a love which transcends death . ... I feel that they represent the best writing I have done in the novel form.

Why should she give her bounty to the dead? What is divinity if it can come Only in silent shadows and in dreams?

When we die, as when the scenes have been fixed on to celluloid and the scenery is pulled down and burnt — we are phantoms in the memories of our descendants. Then we are ghosts, my dear, then we are myths. But still we are together. We are the past together, we are a distant past. Beneath the dome of the mysterious stars, I still hear your voice.

He touched the rough crucifix that lay against his chest and whispered to the moving air, "Lord, that she might be safe, she and my children." Then turned his cheek to her reaching hand and touched her throught the veils of time.

Ask those who love Him with a sincere love, and they will tell you that they find no greater or prompter relief amid the troubles of their life than in loving conversation with their Divine Friend.

When we really worship anything, we love not only its clearness but its obscurity. We exult in its very invisibility.

For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.