Neal A. Maxwell Quotes

No love is entirely without worth, even when the frivolous calls to the frivolous and the base to the base.

Falling in love is the best way to kill your heart because then it's not yours anymore. It's laid in a coffin, waiting to be cremated.

Love is always being given where it is not required.

We love even when our love is not requited.

Talk not of wasted affection - affection never was wasted.

I know that love is real when it's not convenient, when it's not selfish, when it's challenged, sometimes even if it's not reciprocated.

My love is not measured in reciprocity. That's not the way I learned love.

Love is worth the sum of itself, and nothing more.

The way to fill your life with love is very simple: if you want more love, give more love.

Love is the true price of love.

Daddy always said the only thing worth begging for was your life, but maybe he was wrong. Maybe sometimes your love is a little bit worth begging for, too.

Love is never wasted, even if it is not reciprocated.

Love is free; it does not depend on the desirability of its object, but loves for love's sake.

Was their love worth the erasure of the world and all its stories?

Is it possible for a person to love without wanting love back? Is anything so pure? Or is love, by its nature, a reciprocity, like oceans and clouds, an evaporating of seawater and a replenishing by rain?

I wish that I could love someone so much that I would die from it.

Love is not a matter of getting what you want. Quite the contrary. The insistence on always having what you want, on always being satisfied, on always being fulfilled, makes love impossible.

And yet I love him. I love him so much and so dearly, that when I sometimes think my life may be but a weary one, I am proud of it and glad of it. I am proud and glad to suffer something for him, even though it is of no service to him, and he will never know of it or care for it.

Mature love is loving, not being loved.

Earthly love… is temporal and slight so that is has to be given again and again in order for us to feel any sense of security; but God’s love, God’s voice and presence, would instill our souls with such affirmation we would need nothing more and would cause us to love other people so much we would be willing to die for them.

Unconditional love. That’s what he wants to give her and what he wants from her. People should give without wanting anything in return. All other giving is selfish. But he is being selfish a little, isn’t he, by wanting her to love him in return? He hopes that she loves him in return. Is it possible for a person to love without wanting love back? Is anything so pure? Or is love, by its nature, a reciprocity, like oceans and clouds, an evaporating of seawater and a replenishing of rain?

When you love someone, it doesn't really matter if they love you back or not. Having love in your heart for someone is its own reward. or punishment, depending on the circumstances.

My love is unconditional. Your action is irrelevant.

The kind of love that offers its life so easily, so stupidly, is always the love that is not returned.