Falling in love is the easiest thing in the world. It's standing in love that matters.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
In marriage, everyday you love,and everyday you forgive.It is an ongoing sacrament, love and forgiveness
I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my Fancy was afraid of it, lest it should burn me up. But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures.
The only question is how to make love stay.
Love is a very hard feeling to keep alive. It's a very fragile plant.
Love, like fire, goes out without fuel.
How can love survive in such a graceless age? The trust and self assurance that lead to happiness, they're the very things we kill.
There are two sorts of constancy in love one arises from continually discovering in the loved person new subjects for love, the other arises from our making a merit of being constant.
President David O. McKay (1873-1970) observed that too many couples come to "marriage looking upon the marriage ceremony as the end of courtship instead of the beginning of an eternal courtship. ... Love can be starved to death as literally as the body that receives no sustenance. Love feeds upon kindness and courtesy"
I think anyone can fall in love, if you're open and you're willing, but the real test is sustaining it after all the excitement has worn off.
You have to work to keep love alive; you have to protect it and maintain it, just like you would a delicate flower.
But do we know how to make love stay?' I can't even think about it. The best I can do is play it day by day.
love is the only thing we have to save us
When two people meet and fall in love, there's a sudden rush of magic. Magic is just naturally present then. We tend to feed on that gratuitous magic without striving to make any more. One day we wake up and find that the magic is gone. We hustle to get it back, but by then it's usually too late, we've used it up. What we have to do is work like hell at making additional magic right from the start. It's hard work, but if we can remember to do it, we greatly improve our chances of making love stay.
Look not at the face, young girl, look at the heart. The heart of a handsome young man is often deformed. There are hearts in which love does not keep. Young girl, the pine is not beautiful; it is not beautiful like the poplar, but it keeps its foliage in winter.
The love expressed between women is particular and powerful because we have had to love in order to live; love has been our survival.
Falling in love was easy.anyone could fall. It was holding on that was tricky
Our pleasures are short, and can only charm at intervals; love is a method of protraction our greatest pleasure.
What is love, if it can calculate and provide against its own decay?
I could drink a case of you, darlin'...and I would still be on my feet, yes I would still be on my feet.
Love like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive.
In any moment we can learn to let go of hatred and fear. We can rest in peace, love, and forgiveness. It is never too late. Yet to sustain love we need to develop practices that cultivate and strengthen the natural compassion within us.
Love, like fire, cannot subsist without constant impulse; it ceases to live from the moment it ceases to hope or to fear.
The magic isn't in getting married, it's in staying married.
