Do ordinary things with extraordinary love

Do ordinary things with extraordinary love

It is not how much we do, but how much love we put in the doing. It is not how much we give, but how much love we put in the giving

God has created us to love and to be loved, and this is the beginning of prayer-to know that He loves me, that I have been created for greater things

I never look at the masses as my responsibility. I look at the individual. I can love only one person at a time. I can feed only one person at a time. Just one, one, one.

People are generally irrational, unreasonable and selfish. They deserve to be loved, anyway.

If we pray, we will believe; If we believe, we will love; If we love, we will serve.

We have not come into the world to be numbered; we have been created for a purpose; for great things: to love and be loved.

Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.

Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.

The fruit of love is service, which is compassion in action.

Jesus said love one another. He didn’t say love the whole world

If you want to change the world, go home and love your family.”

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

“I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvellous to us. The commonest thing is delightful if one only hides it. When I leave town now I never tell my people where I am going. If I did, I would lose all my pleasure. It is a silly habit, I dare say, but somehow it seems to bring a great deal of romance into one's life.” 

Don’t choose the better person, choose the person who makes a better you.

This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendships to brighten your being, faith so that you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth, love to complete your life.

All mankind love a lover.

The love that you withhold is the pain that you carry.

There can be no excess to love; none to knowledge; none to beauty, when these attributes are considered in the purest sense. 

If you are true, but not in the same truth with me, cleave to your companions; I will seek my own. I do this not selfishly, but humbly and truly. It is alike your interest, and mine, and all men’s, however long we have dwelt in lies, to live in truth.

I must be myself. I cannot break myself any longer for you, or you. If you can love me for what I am, we shall be the happier. If you cannot, I will still seek to deserve that you should.

He who is in love is wise and is becoming wiser, sees newly every time he looks at the object beloved, drawing from it with his eyes and his mind those virtues which it possesses.

Without a rich heart, wealth is an ugly beggar.