Loves a battlefield it's not a one night stand.— Kevin Gates
Interesting Night Love quotations
Your mind will always believe everything you tell it. Feed it hope. Feed it truth. Feed it with love.
After the clouds, the sunshine; after the winter, the spring; after the shower, the rainbow; for life is a changeable thing. After the night, the morning, bidding all darkness cease, after life's cares and sorrows, the comfort and sweetness of peace.
When I am in the battlefield, I love it more than my wedding night with the most beautiful of women
The secret to living well and longer is: eat half, walk double, laugh triple and love without measure.
The darker the night, the brighter the stars, The deeper the grief, the closer is God!
By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness
I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you... There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger than Depression and I am braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.
Everyone comes with baggage. Find someone who loves you enough to help you unpack.
It doesn't matter how much you flirt the whole day, at night you'll always end up thinking about the one you truly love.
Once in the dream of a night I stood Lone in the light of a magical wood, Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang; And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang, And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed, And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed In that magical wood in the land of sleep.
What is Music? How do you define it? Music is a calm moonlit night, the rustle of leaves in Summer. Music is the far off peal of bells at dusk! Music comes straight from the heart and talks only to the heart: it is Love! Music is the Sister of Poetry and her Mother is sorrow!
I hope to arrive to my death, late, in love and a little drunk.
All good things must come to an end.
God bless America, land that I love. Stand beside her, and guide her through the night with a light from above.
My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night; but ah, my foes, and oh, my friends - it gives a lovely light!
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night; but ah, my foes, and oh, my friends -- it gives a lovely light!
She and my uncle were very sociable and would have a lot of people over at night to play cards or whatever. The high spot of those evenings was when we kids got dressed up to do a skit or something to amuse the guests. I loved it.
And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams-- In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams!
To love a person is to see all of their magic, and to remind them of it when they have forgotten.
We love not just Judas Priest music, but we love heavy metal and we love to get out on that stage every night and perform. It's a joy to be able to do it.
It is difficult to recognize true love, the one which you feel for the other person, when for years the girls, even more than one per night, after concerts would sneak in our beds and were willing to do everything - group sex also - just to stay with Anthony Kiedis and the Red Hot.
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic.
Do you know what it means to come home at night to a woman who'll give you a little love, a little affection, a little tenderness? It means you're in the wrong house, that's what it means.
I read that nine out of 10 women fantasize about having an unknown man leap through their bedroom window at night and make mad, passionate love to them. Who would think with those odds, I would now be facing 150 hours of community service.
we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.
Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.
Love is staying up all night with a sick child -- or a healthy adult.
For every poet it is always morning in the world;
history a forgotten, insomniac night. The fate of poetry is to fall in love with the world in spite of history.
True love is night jasmine, a diamond in darkness, the heartbeat no cardiologist has ever heard. It is the most common of miracles, fashioned of fleecy clouds -- a handful of stars tossed into the night sky.
Sometimes the strongest people are the ones who love beyond all faults, cry behind closed doors and fight battles that nobody knows about.
A good wife is one who serves her husband in the morning like a mother does, loves him in the day like a sister does and pleases him like a prostitute in the night.
All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
Do you remember the 21st night of September? Love was changing the minds of pretenders While chasing the clouds away Our hearts were ringing In the key that our souls were singing. As we danced in the night, Remember how the stars stole the night away.
Two things you will never have to chase: true friends and true love.
Tomorrow night is nothing but one long sleepless wrestle with yesterday's omissions and regrets.
The days were sunny, the nights were star-studded.
Indeed married life was strawberries for breakfast and loving all the time.
When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you're not here, I can't go to sleep. Praise God for those two insomnias! And the difference between them.
If I cut you off chances are you handed me the scissors.
Music is love, love is music, music is life, and I love my life. Thank you and good night.
So we grew together like to a double cherry, seeming parted, but yet an union in partition, two lovely berries molded on one stem.
I love the night passionately... I love it with all my senses: I love to see it, I love to breathe it in, I love to open my ears to its silence, I love my whole body to be caressed by its blackness.
I remember many a time, going into someplace like Wrigley Field - where you could cut the humidity with a knife - and playing a doubleheader. I loved to play the game. It didn't matter if it was a doubleheader, or a single game, or a day game after a night game. I wanted to play.
I loved ghost stories, creaky staircases, stormy nights.
If it guaranteed nightmares I read it by flashlight, after midnight.