Productiveness is your acceptance of morality your recognition of the fact that you choose to live--that productive work is the process by which mans consciousness controls his existence a constant process of acquiring knowledge and shaping matter to fit ones purpose of translating an idea into physical form of remaking the earth in the image of ones values--that all work is creative work if done by a thinking mind and no work is creative if done by a blank who repeats in uncritical stupor a routine he has learned from others--that your work is yours to choose and the choice is as wide as your mind that nothing more is possible to you and nothing less is human--that to cheat your way into a job bigger than your mind can handle is to become a fear-corroded ape on borrowed motions and borrowed time and to settle down into a job that requires less than your minds full capacity is to cut your motor and sentence yourself to another kind of motion decay--that your work is the process of achieving your values and to lose your ambition for values is to lose your ambition to live--that your body is a machine but your mind is its driver and you must drive as far as your mind will take you with achievement as the goal of your road--that the man who has no purpose is a machine that coasts downhill at the mercy of any boulder to crash in the first chance ditch that the man who stifles his mind is a stalled machine slowly going to rust that the man who lets a leader prescribe his course is a wreck being towed to the scrap heap and the man who makes another man his goal is a hitchhiker no driver should ever pick up--that your work is the purpose of your life and you must speed past any killer who assumes the right to stop you that any value you might find outside your work any other loyalty or love can be only travelers you choose to share your journey and must be travelers going on their own power in the same direction.
Love is a possible strength in an actual weakness.
Leave the cage open. If you love someone give them a chance to leave. You can always lock them up again should they return to you.
It always struck me in years after how bizarre it was how two people could look at one another with such tenderness and complete love and how quickly that could dissolve into nothing but bitterness.
The suns gone dim and the moons gone black. For I loved him and he didnt love back.
Youre better than seven years of food. Youre better than windows. Youre even better than the sky.
...no woman can love a weak man hard enough to make him strong.
I had fallen too far. I was in love with Rush Finlay.
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
Why is it so hard to articulate love yet so easy to express disappointment
Love at first sight is easy to understand its when two people have been looking at each other for a lifetime that it becomes a miracle.
Only you could be more important than what I wanted...what I needed. What I want and what I need is to be with you and I know Ill never be strong enough to leave again.
Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love
That I shall love always I argue theethat love is lifeand life hath immortality
Its usually the selfish people who are loved the most. They do what you deny yourself and you love them for it. You give them your heart.
Beloved let us love one another because love is from God everyone one who loves is born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God for God is love.
We met less than a week ago and in that time Ive done nothing but lie and cheat and betray you. I know. But if you give me a chance...all I want is to protect you. To be near you. For as long as Im able.
Touchstone watched suddenly conscious that he probably only had five seconds left to be alone with Sabriel to say something to say anything. Perhaps the last five seconds they ever would have alone together.I am not afraid he said to himself.I love you he whispered. I hope you dont mind.
The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care
We are so limited you have to use the same word for loving Rosaleen as you do for loving Coke with peanuts. Isnt that a shame we dont have many more ways to say it