Top 34 Beagle Love Quotes
#1. For the general good, he could not stop short for the sake of one man's life.
Leo Tolstoy
#3. Ah, love may be strong, but a habit is stronger,
And I knew when I loved by the way I behaved.
Peter S. Beagle
#4. I love whom I love," Prince Lir repeated firmly. "You have no power over anything that matters.
Peter S. Beagle
#6. Love was generous precisely because it could never be immortal.
Peter S. Beagle
#7. Marveling at his own boldness, he said softly, I would enter your sleep if I could, and guard you there, and slay the thing that hounds you, as I would if it had the courage to face me in fair daylight. But I cannot come in unless you dream of me.
Peter S. Beagle
#8. You pile of stones, you waste, you desolation, I'll stuff you with misery till it comes out of your eyes. I'll change your heart into green grass, and all you love into a sheep. I'll turn you into a bad poet with dreams.
Peter S. Beagle
#9. An apology is supposed to be a communion - a coming together. For someone to make an apology, someone has to be listening. They listen and you speak and there's an exchange. That's why we have a thing about accepting apologies.
Jon Ronson
#10. I think love is stronger than habits or circumstances. I think it is possible to keep yourself for someone for a long time and still remember why you were waiting when she comes at last.
Peter S. Beagle
#11. Too bad the guards are looking for irony. It's everywhere in here.
Mark Olmsted
#12. A herbarium is better than any illustration; every botanist should make one.
Carl Linnaeus
#13. I love you," Laura said hopelessly. "I'd love you if you were afraid of everything in the world.
Peter S. Beagle
#14. Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid of anything. Whatever you have been, you are mine now. I can hold you.
Peter S. Beagle
#15. Sexual acts are one of the primary means by which we can act out our inarticulated inner lives.
Sallie Tisdale
#17. I think this is a very good look at how to tackle this effort. The resources and the talent are here, but now we've got to move forward with some sort of direction.
Alvin Williams
#18. If he had even blinked, she would have been gone; but he did not blink, and he held her, as he had learned to hold griffins and chimeras motionless with his steady gaze. Her bare feet wounded him deeper than any tusk or riving talon ever had, but he was a true hero.
Peter S. Beagle
#19. In my village, one of our priests says that love between men is a great sin- the other argues that nothing at all is sinful except weak ale, overdone meat, and building a fire in any way but his.
Peter S. Beagle
#20. If a man loved me, I would have talked myself into loving him, and I would have loved him very deeply after a while.
Peter S. Beagle
#21. Information is like compost; it does no good unless you spread it around.
Eliot Coleman
#23. Her face was a stranger's face, which was as it should be. Love each other from the day we are born to the day we die, we are still strangers every minute, and nobody should forget that, even though we have to.
Peter S. Beagle
#24. You everything I need. I'm just saying, I trust you. Whatever you want to do. I need you. And that includes ways and things that everybody else would shy away from. Because we're not everybody, Dan. We're us.
Aleksandr Voinov
#26. There's a line in the Bible about perfect love casting out fear. That I don't know about, but orneriness will do it every time.
Peter S. Beagle
#27. They know these mornings well and love them desperately because they cannot last - these people who know that nothing lasts.
Peter S. Beagle
#28. Freedom of speech isn't something you can mess with with journalists. You try to silence them, they'll shout even louder.
Cecelia Ahern
#30. How terrible to be forgotten by the god that made you, even if you're just a room. How could you love something that could do that anytime?
Peter S. Beagle
#31. - and you are truly human now. You can love, and fear, and forbid things to be what they are, and overact.
Peter S. Beagle
#32. The woman I loved died because I did not love her enough - what greater sin is there than that?
(Uncle Chaim and Aunt Fifke and the Angel)
Peter S. Beagle
#33. But what I thought, and what I still think, and always will, is that she saw me. Nobody else has ever seen me - me, Jenny Gluckstein - like that. Not my parents, not Julian, not even Meena. Love is one thing - recognition is something else.
Peter S. Beagle
#34. God's providence is never characterized
in broad generalities or pious abstractions but always in the particular, in the personal, in the recognition of grace in an unlikely time, at an unlikely place. Who could have anticipated ravens?
Eugene H. Peterson
