Limitless Affection Quotes

God's LOVE is Like an Ocean; You can See its Beginning, but not its end.

Love is too large, too deep ever to be truly understood or measured or limited within the framework of words.

True love is boundless like the ocean and, swelling within one, spreads itself out and, crossing all boundaries and frontiers, envelops the whole world.

Love to me has no bounds.

I think true love is not only true personal love but totality of love, universal love - to be in love with everything manifest and everything unmanifest.

Love is larger than the walls which shut it in.

The slender capacity of man's heart cannot comprehend the unfathomable depth and burning zeal of God's love toward us.

When you loved me I gave you the whole sun and stars to play with. I gave you eternity in a single moment, strength of the mountains in one clasp of your arms, and the volume of all the seas in one impulse of your soul.

But remember this if nothing else: I love you more than there are words or stars. I love you more than there are thoughts and feelings. I love you more than there are seconds or moments gone or to come. I love you.

It seems impossible that you can love one person so much, no matter what happens, no matter what they do.

There is a sort of love whose very excessiveness prevents the lover's being jealous.

Love is boundary-less.

Love flows. Love doesn't know boundaries. The mind creates boundaries. The mind creates the boundary of separate me and you. The heart just keeps embracing and opening out.

The amount that she loved us was beyond her reach. It could not be quantified or contained. It was the ten thousand named things in the Tao Te Ching’s universe and then ten thousand more. Her love was full-throated and all-encompassing and unadorned. Every day she blew through her entire reserve.

Love is the infinite which is given to the finite.

If the East loves infinity, the West delights in boundaries.

When you love someone, that love has no limit, no measure, because you know in your deepest being that when that love demands sacrifice, you will give it without question. You will not look for reasons, for justification - the act of giving, of sacrificing, is a natural compulsion, like breathing, and it will, in the end, surprise you because you did it without second thoughts.

Love is that orbit of the restless soulWhose circle grazes the confines of space,Bounding within the limits of its raceUtmost extremes.

When I say forever,' Koschei whispered, 'I mean until the black death of the world. An Ivan means just the present moment, the flickering light of it, in a green field, his mouth on yours. He means the stretching of that moment. But forever isn't bright; it isn't like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

Love has no boundaries.

The horizon of love is truly boundless: it is the whole world!

There are no edges to my loving now.

She remained both girl and woman to the last day of her life. Under a grave and gentle exterior burned inextinguishable fires of sympathy, energy, devotion, enthusiasm, and absolutely limitless affection.

Love may be boundless and abundant, but time isn't. Time is finite.

If my love were an ocean, there would be no more land. If my love were a desert, you would see only sand. If my love were a star- late at night, only light. And if my love could grow wings, I'd be soaring in flight.