I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.— Mother Teresa
Valuable Love Paradox quotations
Your mind will always believe everything you tell it. Feed it hope. Feed it truth. Feed it with love.
The mother-child relationship is paradoxical and, in a sense, tragic.
It requires the most intense love on the mother's side, yet this very love must help the child grow away from the mother, and to become fully independent.
I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.
The secret to living well and longer is: eat half, walk double, laugh triple and love without measure.
Paradoxically, the ability to be alone is the condition for the ability to love.
We're never so vulnerable than when we trust someone-but paradoxically, if we cannot trust, neither can we find love or joy.
In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.
Everyone comes with baggage. Find someone who loves you enough to help you unpack.
When so many are lonely as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.
We're never so vulnerable than when we trust someone - but paradoxically, if we cannot trust, neither can we find love or joy.
In fact, every woman I met seemed disposable and replaceable.
I was experiencing seducer's paradox: The better a seducer I became, the less I loved women. Success was no longer defined by getting laid or finding a girlfriend, but by how well I performed.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
To say that one waits a lifetime for his soulmate to come around is a paradox.
People eventually get sick of waiting, take a chance on someone, and by the art of commitment become soulmates, which takes a lifetime to perfect.
The great paradox is that our lack of faith in love and miracles is what blocks us from receiving love and miracles.
Beware of all the paradoxical in love.
It is simplicity which saves, it is simplicity which brings happiness...Love should be love.
I hope to arrive to my death, late, in love and a little drunk.
It is one of the paradoxes of American literature that our writers are forever looking back with love and nostalgia at lives they couldn't wait to leave.
Writing is both the excursion into and the excursion out of one's life.
That is the queasy paradox of the artistic life. It is the thing that, like love, removes one both painfully and deliciously from the ordinary shape of existence. It joins another queasy paradox: that life is an amazing, hilarious, blessed gift and that it is also intolerable.
The inability to love and accept yourself and your humanity is at the heart of many illnesses. To be loved and accepted, you must start by loving yourself. If you have traits that you consider unlovable, you must love them anyway... it's a paradox.
To love a person is to see all of their magic, and to remind them of it when they have forgotten.
The more we grow in love and virtue and holiness, the more we see love and virtue and holiness outside. All condemnation of others really condemns ourselves. Adjust the microcosm (which is in your power to do) and the macrocosm will adjust itself for you. It is like the hydrostatic paradox, one drop of water can balance the universe.
No matter what you’re feeling, the only way to get a difficult feeling to go away is simply to love yourself for it. If you think you’re stupid, then love yourself for feeling that way. It’s a paradox, but it works. To heal, you must be the first one to shine the light of compassion on any areas within you that you feel are unacceptable.
I find it [science] analytical, pretentious and superficial-largely because it does not address itself to dreams, chance, laughter, feelings, or paradox-in other words,-all the things I love the most.
Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic.
A poignant paradox is that sometimes the very desire to be a good mother or father will lead the parent to mistake duty for love.
The paradox is that no love can prove so intense as the love of two narcissists for each other.
To have that sense of one's intrinsic worth which constitutes self-respect is potentially to have everything: the ability to discriminate, to love and to remain indifferent. To lack it is to be locked within oneself, paradoxically incapable of either love or indifference.
Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.
My dad's gay experiences really had a very positive influence on me and my straight relationships - how to better accept all the weirdness and ambiguity and ups and downs and paradoxes. I knew from the beginning I was writing about love.
All human desire is poised on an axis of paradox, absence and presence its poles, love and hate its motive energies.
It is a curious paradox of human history that a doctrine that tells human beings to regard themselves as sacrificial animals has been accepted as a doctrine representing benevolence and love for mankind.
Sometimes the strongest people are the ones who love beyond all faults, cry behind closed doors and fight battles that nobody knows about.
In our heart we know that life loves life.
Yet we feast on some of the other life-forms with which we share our planet; we kill to live. Taste is what carries us across that rocky moral terrain, what makes the horror palatable, and the paradox we could not defend by reason melts into a jungle of sweet temptations.
To have found God and still to pursue Him is the soul's paradox of love, scorned indeed by the too-easily-satisfied religionist, but justified in happy experience by the children of the burning heart.
It sounds not only disagreeable but also paradoxical, yet it must nevertheless be said that anyone who is to be really free and happy in love must have surmounted his respect for women and have come to terms with the idea of incest with his mother or sister.
Two things you will never have to chase: true friends and true love.
This is one of the paradoxes of the democratic movement -- that it loves a crowd and fears the individuals who compose it -- that the religion of humanity should have no faith in human beings.
You will notice that what we are aiming at when we fall in love is a very strange paradox. The paradox consists of the fact that, when we fall in love, we are seeking to re-find all or some of the people to whom we were attached as children. On the other hand, we ask our beloved to correct all of the wrongs that these early parents or siblings inflicted upon us. So that love contains in it the contradiction: The attempt to return to the past and the attempt to undo the past.
That's a curious paradox that I don't think a lot of people out there know;
that you get really scared before you go on. You come out in a nervous rash, and it's not like you actually love getting up there and showing off.
If I cut you off chances are you handed me the scissors.
I love silence. And one of the paradoxes about the way I live and also about my work is that definitely one of the reasons I went into music, and especially into composing is that I love setting up an environment where I can be by myself for long periods of time and have everything as quiet as possible, either to think about sound, or to think about ideas, or just to focus on things that are important to me.
I have a primary responsibility to myself;
to make myself into the best person I can possibly be. Then and only then, will I have something worthwhile to share.- I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.
I love to read theories without ever using them when working.
.. The paradoxical fact in the aesthetic is that theories are also true in reverse.
The pain that we feel when we are making love with someone is that we know it will end. It's that paradoxical response of joy and suffering.
Our family has made its livelihood from the land, digging trenches for hundreds of miles cross-country. You could say this is a real paradox, to destroy the land, yet love it at the same time. This is a typical story of Westerners, how we build community through change.