26/ Zaljubljen do ušiju 😍/
/mechanical engineer/
God is Love!
(1Iv 4,8)
“When I say I love you more, I don’t just mean I love you more than you love me. I mean I love you more than the bad days ahead of us. I love you more than any fight we will ever have. I love you more than the distance between us. I love you more than any obstacle that could ever try and come between us. I love you the most.”
— quintessentialefflorescence (via mettamano)
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“Most marriages fail not because of infidelity or because of selfishness, but because of the refusal to make sacrifices when needed, or through expecting the other party will always enter into one’s moods with reciprocity and simultaneity. Sometimes moods cannot be reciprocated. Then it is that Christian love climbs to the peak, counting its sweet sorrow a cheap price to pay for the blissful monopoly of loving while yet unloved, desiring, like Paul, to spend itself and to be spent for others, feigning all faults as its own, being dismissed if the other’s contentment is isolation, putting love in the one who is apparently not lovable, and thus finding him lovable, as God finds us lovable because He first put His love in us.”
— Venerable Fulton Sheen, Three To Get Married (1951)
“We love because He first loved us.”
1 Jn 4,19
Most wonderfull time of the year 🎄🎁
Šta me briga kad imam najljepšu curu na svijetu!
“Read a thousand books, and your words will flow like a river.”
— Lisa See, Snow Flower and the Secret Fan
“It’s a privilege to be loved by you.”
— Ryan O’Connell, How To Stop Caring So Much
@emerald-elf upravo ovo! ❤️
Ljubav mi je sve objasnila,
ljubav sve riješila –
stoga obožavam tu Ljubav,
ma gdje da prebiva.
A postah ravnicom što tihu je otvorena protjecanju
u kojem nema ničeg od onog hučnog vala što živi od duginih ogledalaca,
ali je mnogo od vala što smiruje i u dubinama svjetlo stvara
i tu svjetlost na lišće neposrebreno baca.
U takvoj dakle skriven tišini ja - list,
oslobođen vjetra,
ne brinem se više ni o jednome danu što pada,
jer znam da sve ih to čeka.
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
— Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
(via books-n-quotes)
Chiara Luce Badano
