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Augustine
I was not yet in love, but I was in love with love itself; and I sought for something to love, since I loved nothing.
topics: love  
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Thomas Kelly
Our surface potentialities are for selfishness and greed, for tooth and claw. But deep within, in the whispers of the heart, is the surging call of the Eternal Christ, hidden within us all. By an inner isthmus we are connected with the mainland of the Eternal Love. Surface living has brought on the world’s tragedy. Deeper living leads us to the Eternal Christ, hidden in us all. Absolute loyalty to this inner Christ is the only hope of a new humanity. In the clamour and din of the day, the press of Eternity’s warm love still whispers in each of us, as our truest selves. Attend to the Eternal that he may recreate you and sow you deep into the furrows of the world’s suffering.
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Francis Schaeffer
I have observed one thing among true Christians in their differences in many countries: What divides and severs true Christian groups and Christians - what leaves a bitterness that can last for 20, 30, 40 years (or for 50 or 60 years in a son's or daughter's memory) - is not the issue of doctrine or belief that caused the differences in the first place. Invariably, it is a lack of love - and the bitter things that are said by true Christians in the midst of differences.
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Philip Yancey
Grace means there is nothing we can do to make God love us more... And grace means there is nothing we can do to make God love us less... Grace means that God already loves us as much as an infinite God can possibly love.
topics: grace , love  
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C.S. Lewis
That hierarchical inequality, the need for self surrender, the willing sacrifice of self to others, hold sway in the realm beyond Nature. It is indeed only love that makes the difference: all those very same principles which are evil in the world of selfishness and necessity are good in the world of love and understanding.
C.S. Lewis , 

from Miracles

topics: apologetics , love  
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C.S. Lewis
it is probably impossible to love any human being simply "too much". We may love him too much in proportion to our love for God; but it is the smallness of our love for God, not the greatness of our love for man, that constitutes the inordinancy. But even this must be refined upon.
topics: god , love  
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C.S. Lewis
Praise is the mode of love which always has some element of joy in it. Praise in due order; of Him as the giver, of her as the gift. Don’t we in praise somehow enjoy what we praise, however far we are from it? I must do more of this.
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C.S. Lewis
Kind people have said to me, 'She is with God.' In one sense, that is most certain. She is, like God, incomprehensible and unimaginable.
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Frederick Buechner
We are above all things loved--that is the good news of the gospel--and loved not just the way we turn up on Sundays in our best clothes and on our best behavior and with our best feet forward, but loved as we alone know ourselves to be, the weakest and shabbiest of what we are along with the strongest and gladdest. To come together as people who believe that just maybe this gospel is actually true should be to come together like people who have just won the Irish Sweepstakes. It should have us throwing our arms around each other like people who have just discovered that every single man and woman in those pews is not just another familiar or unfamiliar face but is our long-lost brother and our long-lost sister because despite the fact that we have all walked in different gardens and knelt at different graves, we have all, humanly speaking, come from the same place and are heading out into the same blessed mystery that awaits us all. This is the joy that is so apt to be missing, and missing not just from church but from our own lives--the joy of not just managing to believe at least part of the time that it is true that life is holy, but of actually running into that holiness head-on.
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Fyodor Dostoevsky
If God thought it necessary to offer rewards for love, your God must be immoral.
topics: demons , dostoyevski , god , love  
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Fyodor Dostoevsky
Let me be cursed, let me be base and vile, but let me also kiss the hem of that garment in which my God is clothed; let me be following the devil at the same time, but still I am also your son, Lord, and I love you, and I feel a joy without which the world cannot stand and be.
topics: curse , devil , evil , faith , god , joy , love  
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Fyodor Dostoevsky
I did not want to know whether I was loved, and I did not want to acknowledge to myself that I was not loved;
topics: love  
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Fyodor Dostoevsky
When she had thus for a while struck the flint on her heart without getting a spark, incapable, moreover, of understanding what she did not experience as of believing anything that did not present itself in conventional forms she persuaded herself without difficulty that Charles's passion was nothing very exorbitant.
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Fyodor Dostoevsky
He was nine years old; he was a child; he he knew his own soul, it was precious to him, he guarded it as the eyelid guards the eye, and without the key of love he let no one into his soul.
topics: child , love , soul  
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Fyodor Dostoevsky
He wants to prove to me that his love for me must not interfere with his freedom
topics: love  
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Fyodor Dostoevsky
Then she thought of how life could still be happy, and how tormentingly she loved and hated him, and how terribly her heart was pounding.
topics: life , love  
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Fyodor Dostoevsky
Everything was lit up by her. She was the smile that brightened everything around.
topics: love , love-quotes  
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Fyodor Dostoevsky
These fits of jealousy, which of late had been more and more frequent, horrified him and, however much he tried to disguise the fact, estranged him from her, although he knew the cause of her jealousy was her love for him. How often he had told himself that to be loved by her was happiness; and now that she loved him only as a woman can for whom love outweighs all that is good in life, he was much farther from happiness than when he had followed her from Moscow.
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Fyodor Dostoevsky
There were no other eyes in the world like them. In the whole world there was only one being able to unite in itself the universe and the meaning of life for him.
topics: love  
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G.K. Chesterton
For certain, neither of them sees a happy Present, as the gate opens and closes, and one goes in, and the other goes away.
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