Quotes by Donna Lynn Hope

When he called she tried not to break down, but voice so often betrays emotion and hers wept, He looked happy, even if I had to see his sweet little face from far away. I want him to be happy...even if his happiness is not with me.Thats love, he said.Love, she repeated. We love because we can lose.There is pain when we have to step away and some may say You dont care, but little do they know, we cared enough to do so...

Sometimes, oftentimes, people hold on to someone they love for self – because its what they want; in rare cases, a person, who sincerely knows the meaning of love, which is sacrifice, loves enough to say goodbye and to walk away. They do it because they love someone enough to allow them to move on without them or to not be torn in multiple directions, which causes confusion, or because they feel that is their only choice.Loving like that is doing for another and denying self. It is sacrifice.It takes tremendous strength and the cost is loss and heart-ache but its a price the rare are willing to pay because they truly love that much.

While struggling with all the loss in her life, she mournfully thought, If only I could forget... But that would be too easy, wouldnt it? However, she did with most; she never got too close and she never stayed too long, but there she was...struggling with all the loss in her life.

I always welcomed the comforting cloak of night except for the times when I lost something in it.

He passed through her with his soul caressing hers goodbye. And in that final hour he was with her one last time.

I saw her tonight. I didn’t mean to and I wasn’t prepared for it.I came across her sweet smiling face and I had no choice but to be confronted with all the emotions and memories I associated with her.It brought me back to this past summer when she passed from this world into the next and how I watched the minutes in the day pass and felt the sorrow of the approaching sunset knowing that darkness would soon follow.There is something profound about the first night after someone you love dies.Seeing her again and mourning the loss of her anew reminded me that we keep too much to ourselves and we let people go without them ever knowing how much they touched us, intrigued us, taught us, or moved us.I’m a firm believer in actions doing the telling, but people need to hear it as well.

He wept bitter tears over the death of his enemy. It was his enemy, after all, who knew him best and kept him up at night.

It is easy, and therefore uninspiring, to love within the norms of acceptance and society. Other than ones own heart, there is no great risk involved; its all very status quo. The same is tired, but whats outside-the-norm is captivating and gets under people’s skin, pushing their buttons, making them think and revealing their depth as a person, or their lack thereof. Its love against obstacles that inspires the most – a love that faces and ultimately endures through challenges, hardship and ridicule that is courageous and triumphant.

Youre sad but you hold everything back...

If they were there for you when you had nothing, they are the ones worth having now. If they only notice you because of what you have gained, are they worth having at all?

I’d love to have the kind of friend who would visit me before visiting a man. Otherwise I know where I’m ranked, which is below him.

Who knows you more...your friend or your enemy? Its your enemy that pursues with passion while your friend engages at leisure.

Enemies are the people who think about you more than your friends do.

Some men like shiny new toys. Others like the priceless antique.

I challenge a man to a duel before allowing him near me, and then I take an arrow, dip it in poison, and drive it straight through his heart...But thats on a good day...when I purr and feel delightfully amorous. No need to mention what Id do on a bad one.

You may want the alpha, but the alpha has his pick.

When it comes to men, I appreciate them, don’t bash them and never love them.

Never go to another woman about your woman. Not unless you want an insidious form of advice.

Im impressed when men go the distance to show they give a damn. That says nothing about the woman and everything about the man.

Id rather know a mans sincerity than his love. Whereas I have never needed the latter, one can always count on the former.