O My Love Quotes

#1. My love is like the red red rose
That's newly sprung in June
O my love's like the melody
That's newly played in tune

Robert Burns

#2. O the divine, O my love, I don't want to seduce you with my wealth or splendor, but with my love and deepest gratitude.

Debasish Mridha

#3. O my love! In this loveless world, you are my world.

Debasish Mridha

#4. I had an amazing childhood, lots of love. But my dad worked his tail off, getting up at 4 in the morning and going off at 5, 6 o'clock, yet he always had time to spend with his kids and his wife.

Criss Angel

#5. O Love that wilt not let me go, I rest my weary soul in Thee : I give Thee back the life I owe, That in Thine ocean depths its flow May richer, fuller be.

George Matheson

#6. The most important thing, the biggest love of my life, is my snooker. I've never been so emotionally ingrained in something - in a person, an object, anything - as I have in snooker.

Ronnie O'Sullivan

#7. I love to thik of my little children whom God has called to himself as away at school-at the best school in the universe, under the best teachers, learning the best things, in the best possible manner. O death! We thank thee for the light that thou wilt shed upon our ignorance.

Jacques-Benigne Bossuet

#8. I bear witness, O my God, that Thou hast created me to know Thee and to worship Thee. I testify, at this moment, to my powerlessness and to Thy might, to my poverty and to Thy wealth. There is none other God but Thee, the Help in Peril, the Self-Subsisting.

Baha'u'llah

#9. Wonderful is the depth of thy words, whose surface is before us, gently leading on the little ones: and yet a wonderful deepness, O my God, a wonderful deepness. It is awe to look into it; even an awfulness of honour, and a trembling of love ...

Saint Augustine

#10. And when you are afraid my darling, When you are afraid If worry claims you for her own If darkness shrieks your name Take courage, then, my dearest love, Although you cannot see Our God is watching o'er you, He'll bring you back to me

Hannah Rose Duggan

#11. Love ... pain ... they're all just fragments of my dream!

Arina Tanemura

#12. O benefit of ill! Now I find true
That better is by evil still made better;
And ruin'd love, when it is built anew,
Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater.
So I return rebuk'd to my content,
And gain by ills thrice more than I have spent.

William Shakespeare

#13. O magnet-South! O glistening perfumed South! My South! O quick mettle, rich blood, impulse and love! Good and evil! O all dear to me!

Walt Whitman

#14. The only thing I'm looking for in life is incredible passion and honest love, no matter what options are on the table. All I really operate on is the way I feel in my heart when it comes to love.

Aubrey O'Day

#15. Sure, best seller. I'd love to knock Stephen King off the top of the list. I know I won't, but, after all, I spend my life inventing a different reality.

Tim O'Brien

#16. O, my Jesus, I understand well that, just as illness is measured with a thermometer and a high fever tells us of the seriousness of the illness; so also, in the spiritual life, suffering is the thermometer which measures the love of God in a soul.

Mary Faustina Kowalska

#17. When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view I'm lost, in wonder, love and praise.

Joseph Addison

#18. O my Blessed God! let me climb up near to Him, and love, and long, and plead, and wrestle, and strech after Him, and for deliverence from the body of sin and death. Alas! my soul mourned to think i should ever lose sight of its Beloved again. O come, Lord Jesus, amen.

David Brainerd

#19. Let us away, my love, with happy speed;
There are no ears to hear, or eyes to see,
- Drown'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead.
Awake! arise! my love and fearless be,
For o'er the southern moors I have a home for thee.

John Keats

#20. The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!

Edward Lear

#21. Well, as Auden wondered: Will it come like a change in the weather? Will its greeting be courteous or rough? Will it alter my life altogether? O tell me the truth about love.

Stephen Fry

#22. It's not that I don't value my life. It's just that I love taking chances, testing myself, stepping over the line.

Wendy O. Williams

#23. Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars. I can't sleep, I am so happy.

Anton Chekhov

#24. I truly love you, Ian. With my whole soul, I love you." - Wanda
"I truly love you, too, my Wanderer." - Ian O' Shea

Stephenie Meyer

#25. Will you let me know when you get your superpower?" He nods, and his fingers slide across the base o my neck. I love that he touches me so much more. "I have to warn you though, I may not have one." "That's okay," I say. "Sometimes I like the idea of just being mortal with you.

Krista Ritchie

#26. I have my own worries and concerns and frustrations, but I'm doing something I love to do. My wife and kids are in good shape. What is there not to be happy about?

Chris O'Donnell

#27. My Catholic faith is my life. Any artist, if he is to be faithful to how he perceives the world and to the nature of his creative gifts, cannot divorce the two. To create is to love. To love is to create.

Michael O'Brien

#28. For you, o broker, there is no other principle but arithmetic. For me, commerce is of trivial import; love, faith, truth of character, the aspiration of man, these are sacred; nor can I detach one duty, like you, from all other duties, and concentrate my forces mechanically on the payment of moneys.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#29. Enter upon thy paths, O year!
Thy paths, which all who breathe must tread,
Which lead the Living to the Dead,
I enter; for it is my doom
To tread thy labyrinthine gloom;
To note who round me watch and wait;
To love a few; perhaps to hate;
And do all duties of my fate.

Bryan Procter

#30. She was to my ego what Rasputin was to morality, whittling away at my self-image with menaces and put downs viewed as compliments until I realised I was too old, too fat, too tall, too dull, too everything to ever find love.

Tyne O'Connell

#31. I do get to have my normal childhood. I just love to get together with my friends and family and have a good time.

Austin O'Brien

#32. LEONATO O, she tore the letter into a thousand half-pence; railed at herself, that she should be so immodest to write to one that she knew would flout her. 'I measure him,' says she, 'by my own spirit; for I should flout him, if he writ to me; yea, though I love him, I should.

William Shakespeare

#33. I, for one, love kids in my romance novels. When done right, kids add so much conflict. Not just of the 'interruption on the way to the bedroom' variety. But conflict about commitment and insecurity.

Molly O'Keefe

#34. I took her to bed with silk and song
'Lay still, my love, I won't be long,
I must prepare my body for passion.'
'O, your body you give, but all else you ration ...

Roman Payne

#35. 166 I y hope for your salvation, O LORD, and I do your commandments. 167 My soul keeps your testimonies; I v love them exceedingly.

Anonymous

#36. I love so many directors. I love David O. Russell. I love David Fincher, I love Alexander Payne and Jane Campion and my aunt. Spike Jonze. There are just so many amazing directors.

Gia Coppola

#37. O Christ, on you the many-eyed cherubim are unable to look because of the glory of your countenance, yet out of your love you accepted spittle on your face. Remove the shame from my face, and grant me to have an unashamed face before you at the time of prayer.

Isaac Of Nineveh

#38. My style has been nurtured over time. It's more about knowing what doesn't suit you. I love suits and anything sharp, and I know that shape suits me. I don't feel feminine in floaty dresses with spaghetti straps - I feel more like Freddie Mercury in drag.

Erin O'Connor

#39. What am I to you?'
Sophiel smiled.
'The sun. You are my sun, like Astrid said. My sun, that lights up my life. That looks after me with its fiery rays. I only have to turn towards it for it to set fire to my heart.

A.O. Esther

#40. Turn, O LORD, deliver my life; save me for the sake of your steadfast love. 5 For in c death there is no remembrance of you; in Sheol who will give you praise?

Anonymous

#41. O you who reproach me, regarding my love, excuse me.
From me to you if you do justice, you would not reproach me.
My state (of love) has been expressed to you, (now) my secret is no longer concealed.

Busiri

#42. O, beautiful and grand, My own, my native land! Of thee I boast: Great empire of the west, The dearest and the best, Made up of all the rest, I love thee most.

Abraham Coles

#43. O my soul, is not this enough? Dost thou need more strength than the omnipotence of the United Trinity? Dost thou want more wisdom than exists in the Father, more love than displays itself in the Son, or more power than is manifest in the influences of the Spirit?

Charles Haddon Spurgeon

#44. Theo named his son Theology. But his son changed it to The O to honor his dad, Orafoura. Orafoura is my dad, he is my son, and we love to love people who are lovable.

Jarod Kintz

#45. We always felt divine in this place, tasting a desired view of the world, knowing a voracious appetite for the love that dare not speak its name, my soul sewn to your soul. Our fortunate embroidery.

Lisa O'Donnell

#46. Greater is Your Spirit in me than anything else that tries to bring me down (1 John 4:4). You redeem my life from the pit and crown me with love and compassion (Psalm 103:4).

Stormie O'martian

#47. Motormouth: So this is love? Well, love is a gift and a lot of people forget that. So you two better brace yourselves for a whole lot of ugly coming your way on a never ending train of stupid.
Penny: So you met my mom?

Mark O'Donnell

#48. It hasn't been just a weekend for me, Wilson. I've wanted you for so long. I fought off the thoughts every day, exhausting every option to keep you off my mind; I can't do it anymore. I want you right here.

Gretchen De La O

#49. What grieves me most in my past offenses, O my loving God, is not so much the punishment I have deserved, as the displeasure I have given You, Who are worthy of infinite love.

Alphonsus Liguori

#50. Consider, O Lover, my throat
white as cigarette paper.
The crushed lavender of my knuckles.
My heart, a dulled needle threaded through
too many patterns.

Cecilia Llompart

#51. What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this, Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? O make me Thine forever, And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love for Thee.

Robert Morgan

#52. O thrush, your song is passing sweet, But never a song that you have sung Is half so sweet as thrushes sang When my dear love and I were young.

William Morris

#53. O my beloved! Wherever I am, I am with you always because you are always in my heart.

Debasish Mridha

#54. My sons love LeBron more than they love me. I'm just a little jealous about it.

Shaquille O'Neal

#55. All my senses seemed to desire to veil themselves and, feeling that I was about to slip from them, I pressed the palms of my hands together until they trembled, murmuring: "O love! O love!" many times.

James Joyce

#56. When I was a child, next to my own mother, no woman that ever lived took as much interest in me, gave me as much motherly advice or seemed to love me more than did Sister Snow. I loved her with all my heart, and loved her hymn, 'O My Father.'

Heber J. Grant

#57. m because I have heard of your faith in the Lord Jesus and your love [6] toward all the saints, 16I n do not cease to give thanks for you, o remembering you in my prayers,

Anonymous

#58. (My sole fond memory from this period is of a rubbery little Appalachian number by the name of June. Acrobatic tongue. Tooth decay. Illiterate in everything but love.)

Tim O'Brien

#59. The moon gives you light, and the bugles and the drums give you music, and my heart, O my soldiers, my veterans, my heart gives you love.

Walt Whitman

#60. O, if my husband could only love me even a little and not seem to be perfectly indifferent to any sensation of that kind ... O my poor aching heart when shall it rest its burden only on the Lord.

Emmeline B. Wells

#61. O Lord, I cannot plead my love of Thee: I plead Thy love of me: - the shallow conduit hails the unfathomed sea.

Christina Rossetti

#62. O love, O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.

Alfred Lord Tennyson

#63. There's a difference between, you know, God loves unconditionally in my feeling and religion loves conditionally. Religion spends an awful lot of time dictating who God can love and can't love.

Sinead O'Connor

#64. I love to lose myself in a mystery to pursue my reason to an O altitudo.

Thomas Browne

#65. Of everything
I have ever endured,

Y
O
U

are
My Favourite Tragedy.

Meraaqi

#66. O God, when my faith gets overladen with dust, blow it clean with the wind of your Spirit. When my habits of obedience get stiff and rusty, anoint them with the oil of your Spirit. Restore the enthusiasm of my first love for you.

Eugene H. Peterson

#67. And if i
if i ever let love go
because the hatred and the whisperings
become a phantom dictate i o-
bey in lieu of impulse and realities
(the blossoming flamingos of my
wild mimosa trees)
then let love freeze me
out.
(from i must become a menace to my enemies)

June Jordan

#68. Send the haters all my love. X and O.

Drake

#69. Why must we suffer? Because here below pure Love cannot exist without suffering. O Jesus, Jesus, I no longer feel my cross when I think of yours.

Bernadette Soubirous

#70. One of my most precious possessions is my memory of a home in which love was supreme, in which I cannot recall ever a cross word having passed between father and mother. We all owe such a blessing to our children.

David O. McKay

#71. My past, O Lord, to Your mercy; my present, to Your love; my future to Your providence.

Padre Pio

#72. Nothing is so much calculated to lead people to forsake sin as to take them by the hand and to watch over them in tenderness. When persons manifest the least kindness and love to me, O what pow'r it has over my mind.

Joseph Smith Jr.

#73. I love books; my suitcases are always full of them. Books and shoes. I read when I am sad, when I am happy, when I am nervous. My favourite British author is Jane Austen, and my favourite American one is John O'Hara.

Carolina Herrera

#74. I love to post behind-the-scenes photos of what is really going on. My twitter friends really seem to like that and the great thing is I can deliver them information right away.

Nancy O'Dell

#75. "O' course I came to look arter you, my darlin'," replied Mr. Weller; for once permitting his passion to get the better of his veracity.

Charles Dickens

#76. I've always heard that women secretly want their father. So I used to walk around in a 1950s business suit, with a hat and a pipe. My opening line would be, 'You should be getting to bed now.'

Conan O'Brien

#77. My girlfriend always told me, 'Send roses while they can still smell them, tell people you love them while they can still hear.'

Manti Te'o

#78. Today, O Lord, I yield myself to you. May your will be my delight today. May your way have perfect sway in me. May your love be the pattern of my living. - Richard J. Foster, Prayers from the Heart12

Richard J. Foster

#79. O me, O me, what frugal cheer My love doth feed upon! A touch, a ray, that is not here, A shadow that is gone:

George Eliot

#80. If you could read my mind love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell...

Regina O'Connell

#81. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again! It had a dying fall. O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. Enough, no more!

William Shakespeare

#82. I'm always one who will lash out at anyone hurts my friends, viciously, kind of. I'm very protective of the people I love.

Dylan O'Brien

#83. Sufferings, adversities, humiliations, failures and suspicions that have come my way are splinters that keep alive the fire of my love for You, O Jesus.

Mary Faustina Kowalska

#84. I love writing novels, even if only a few thousand people read them. Here's my soul; I hope it appeals to your soul.

Mark O'Donnell

#85. They said when you are in love you will be happy but when the day comes i fell in love with someone.i regret the day that i met him.. it gives to much pain inside i feel everything is wrong.
knowing that loves is happiness.but in me it has a reversed meaning.it makes my life unhappy.

O.v Grace

#86. The Angel that presided o'er my birth Said, 'Little creature, formed of joy and mirth, Go love without the help of any thing on earth' ...

William Blake

#87. And isna Sybilla a wee love o' a bitch?'

'You say the nicest things about my mother,' said Lymond.

Dorothy Dunnett

#88. My love for math eventually became a passion. I went to math camp when I was fourteen and came home clutching a Rubik's Cube to my chest. Math provided a neat refuge from the messiness of the real world. It marched forward, its field of knowledge expanding relentlessly, proof by proof. And

Cathy O'Neil

#89. O, let my books be then the eloquence
And dumb presagers of my speaking breast,
Who plead for love, and look for recompense,
More than that tongue that more hath more expressed.

William Shakespeare

#90. 10How fair is your love, My sister, my spouse! How much better than wine is your love, And the scent of your perfumes Than all spices! 11Your lips, O my spouse, Drip as the honeycomb; Honey and milk are under your tongue; And the fragrance of your garments Is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

Anonymous

#91. I love the Wendy Syred boutique in Taunton. She has fantastic off-the-wall stuff, such as Vivienne Westwood. And I always have huge success in Omah Shoes, which is also in Taunton. I've got such small feet - three and a half - but I always find my size there.

Kate O'Mara

#92. O Sun, great Oriental, my proud mind's golden cap, I love to wear you cocked askew, to play and burst in song throughout our lives, and so rejoice our hearts.

Nikos Kazantzakis

#93. I love the physicality of my job and how my mind and body are most happy when I'm expressing and moving. My face was always secondary to body alignment and the dynamism of making a moment come alive.

Erin O'Connor

#94. Relaxing me from head to feet
Love masters me, the bitter sweet
O'er thy limbs breathing;
Yea, Eros now, the god born blind
Sweeps my soul like the mountain wind
Through the oaks seething.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

#95. I love the sun, but we don't get on at all; it doesn't agree with my Celtic tones. I also like nothing better than putting on a big ski jacket and feeling the wind in my face.

Erin O'Connor

#96. My disease is one of the best things that has happened to me; it has pulled me out of a quietly desperate life toward one full of love and hope.

Tom O'Connor

#97. O my heart! Love God as the chatrik loves the rain drops,
Who even when fountains are full and the land green,
Is not satisfied as long as it cannot get a drop of rain ...

Guru Nanak

#98. O woman, thou art my imperfection!

Pawan Mishra

#99. O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!

William Shakespeare

#100. When persons manifest the least kindness and love to me, O what power it has over my mind, while the opposite course has a tendency to harrow up all the harsh feelings and depress the human mind.

Joseph Smith Jr.