Language Of Love Quotes

So much of the language of love was like that: you devoured someone with your eyes, you drank in the sight of him, you swallowed him whole. Love was substance, broken down and beating through your bloodstream.

People tend to criticize their spouse most loudly in the area where they themselves have the deepest emotional need.

Inside every child is an ’emotional rani’s waiting to be filled with love. When a child really feels loved, he will develop normally but when the love tank is empty, the child will misbehave. Much of the misbehavior of children is motivated by the cravings of an empty ‘love tank

Marriage is the internationally recognised system of relationship recognition. It is the global language of love. When we were young, most of us dreamed of one day getting married. We didn’t dream about having a civil partnership.

Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love

Now I’m really glad that I speak French, because, let’s face it, girls dig it when a guy speaks French. They call it the language of love, and that ain’t no coincidence. Plus, I love my French fans! Très jolie!

Smiles are the language of love.

Mine. The language of love is like that, possessive. That should be the first warning that it’s not going to encourage anyone’s betterment.

Much of the misbehavior of children is motivated by the cravings of an empty LOVE TANK.

Music is the language of God. God’s language, music, is not like mathematics or geometry. It is a language of love. If we love music, that is enough.

I asked you here tonight because when you realise you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

Marriage is a language of love, equality, and inclusion.

A simple smile, a tender touch, speaks the true language of love.

Again and Again, however, we know the language of love, and the little churchyard with its lamenting names and the staggeringly secret abyss in which others find their end: again and again the two of us go out under the ancient trees, make our bed again and again between the flowers, face to face with the skies

Because French is the language of love, my boy. Something you should keep in mind, but will soon forget.

Quiet talk is the language of love. It is the language of peace. It is the language of God.

When you know the language of love,it’s easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you.