Cosmic Love Quotes

When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.

...ma gia volgena il mio disio e'l velle si come rota ch'igualmente e mossa, l'amor che move: i sole e l'altre stelle ...as a wheel turns smoothtly, free from jars, my will and my desire were turned by love, The love that moves the sun and the other stars.

The longing for destiny is nowhere stronger than in our romantic life.

... the song of the world is all of love.

Love can move the Sun and the stars.

I think true love is not only true personal love but totality of love, universal love - to be in love with everything manifest and everything unmanifest.

Love is the essential energy of the universe. It is the force that puts the stars in the firmament, and it makes the blood run through the veins.

People, since the beginning of time, have always tried to understand the universe through love.

...the whole universe is through and through the playing of love in every shade of the word's use, from animal lust to divine charity.

Beyond everything else, that's one of the things that kept us going, that keeps me going, you know, the eternal love, knowing that I am in the love of the all and all love is in me.

Love is a universe of its own, comprising all time and space.

Ahimsa is not mere negative non-injury. It is positive, cosmic love. It is the development of a mental attitude in which hatred is replaced by love. Ahimsa is true sacrifice. Ahimsa is forgiveness. Ahimsa is Sakti (power). Ahimsa is true strength.

I feel some part of me can wake up and be very existential and the next day wake up and be sort of in love with the universe.

Ecstatic Love is an ocean, and the Milky Way is a flake of foam floating on it.

Whenever I start thinking of my love for a person, I am in the habit of immediately drawing radii from my love - from my heart, from the tender nucleus of a personal matter- to monstrously remote points of the universe. Something impels me to measure the consciousness of my love against such unimaginable and incalculable things as the behaviour of nebulae (whose very remoteness seems a form of insanity), the dreadful pitfalls of eternity, the unknowledgeable beyond the unknown, the helplessness, the cold, the sickening involutions and interpenetrations of space and time.

I want to be magic. I want to touch the heart of the world and make it smile. I want to be a friend of elves and live in a tree. Or under a hill. I want to marry a moonbeam and hear the stars sing. I don't want to pretend at magic anymore. I want to be magic.

And love became the world's origin and the world's ruler, yet littered its path is with flowers and blood, flowers and blood.

I also know there are timeless waters, endless seas, and lots of people in this world whose names don't matter to anyone but themselves. I look up at the sky and I see you there.

I am the pool of gold When sunset burns and dies-- You are my deepening skies; Give me your stars to hold

The greatest science in the world; in heaven and on earth; is love.

Love is the only thing that counts. Love is what keeps the star and the human beings and the world turning around. Love is the force that binds the whole universe together.

When I speak of love I am not speaking of some sentimental and weak response. I am not speaking of that force which is just emotional bosh. I am speaking of that force which all of the great religions have seen as the supreme unifying principle of life. Love is somehow the key that unlocks the door which leads to ultimate reality.

The energy that many people call love, is, in fact, the raw material from which the universe was built.

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns it calls me on and on across the universe.

Love possesses seven hundred wings, and each one extends from the highest heaven to the lowest earth.