Joyce Meyer Quotes

The meaning of life... I think the meaning of life is, I think it's love.

Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning.

Connection gives purpose and meaning to our lives.

What's life without love? You can accomplish everything you want in life, but without anyone to share it with, what's it really worth?

I think love and beauty are what life is all about.

Their friendship was only one aspect of their lives but it seemed to give meaning to all the others.

As goes love so goes life.

Love is the essence of a full and wonderful life.

Love is the reason you were born.

I am convinced that material things can contribute a lot to making one's life pleasant, but, basically, if you do not have very good friends and relatives who matter to you, life will be really empty and sad and material things cease to be important.

Most of what we take as being important is not material, whether it's music or feelings or love. They're things we can't really see or touch. They're not material, but they're vitally important to us.

Whether you're married or not, relationships - and the satisfaction tied to them - are extremely important for increasing men's and women's quality of life.

To the world you may be one person but to one person you may be the world.

I think what you learn from relationships is that they are unpredictable.

When we talk about having a life of significance and meaning, it's not about fame or money or resources. It's about people and lives and hearts. That's my biggest passion in life.

If you have love in your life, you have life.

What is important is family, friends, giving back to your community and finding meaning in life.

I think I have some very meaningful relationships with people; we all do. At the same time, I recognize that everyone is following their own heart; there's been people who have left my life, and I don't have a problem with that. This is a transitory world; we're all spirits just looking for love and finding it and holding on.

I'm so fascinated by the human longing for meaning. The way we relate romantically to each other is so much to do with our longing for meaning as well.

There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.

There is only one good thing in life, and that is love.

Who do you love? It's a question anyone should be able to answer. A question that defines a life, creates a future, guides most minutes of one's days. Simple, elegant encompassing. Who do you love?

In death, we are not defined by what we did or who we were but by what we meant to others. How well we loved and were loved in return.

Let us love, since our heart is made for nothing else.

Nothing matters except life and the love you make.