Motivational Quotes

Love makes the wildest spirit tame, and the tamest spirit wild.

Love is the strange bewilderment that overtakes one person on account of another person.

Everyone admits that love is wonderful and necessary, yet no one agrees on just what it is.

We love those who admire us, but not those whom we admire.

Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.

For love... has two faces; one white, the other black; two bodies; one smooth, the other hairy. It has two hands, two feet, two tails, two, indeed, of every member and each one is the exact opposite of the other. Yet, so strictly are they joined together

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.

What is the main thing in love? to know and to hide. To know about the one you love and to hide that you love. At times the hiding (shame) overpowers the knowing (passion). The passion for the hidden -- the passion for the revealed.

We are nearer loving those who hate us than those who love us more than we wish.

True love means two seeds grow separately until they join in Matrimony forever.

Love (understood as the desire of good for another) is in fact so unnatural a phenomenon that it can scarcely repeat itself, the soul being unable to become virgin again and not having energy enough to cast itself out again into the ocean of another's soul.

You couldn't get a clue during the clue mating season in a field full of horny clues if you smeared your body with clue musk and did the clue mating dance.

Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.

Real love is a pilgrimage. It happens when there is no strategy, but it is very rare because most people are strategists.

Love must be as much a light, as it is a flame.

Accept yourself as you are. Otherwise you will never see opportunity. You will not feel free to move toward it; you will feel you are not deserving.

Love is everything it's cracked up to beàIt really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for.

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Only the really plain people know about love --the very fascinating ones try so hard to create an impression that they very soon exhaust their talents.

It is unfortunately very true that, without leisure and money, love can be no more than an orgy of the common man. Instead of being a sudden impulse full of ardor and reverie, it becomes a distastefully utilitarian affair.

Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.

When a man and a woman have an overwhelming passion for each other, it seems to me, in spite of such obstacles dividing them as parents or husband, that they belong to each other in the name of Nature, and are lovers by Divine right, in spite of human convention or the laws.

Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.

Perhaps the old monks were right when they tried to root love out; perhaps the poets are right when they try to water it. It is a blood-red flower, with the color of sin; but there is always the scent of a god about it.

When desire, having rejected reason and overpowered judgment which leads to right, is set in the direction of the pleasure which beauty can inspire, and when again under the influence of its kindred desires it is moved with violent motion towards the beauty of corporeal forms, it acquires a surname from this very violent motion, and is called love.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather in spite of ourselves.

When a person is uncertain in love, there is nothing easier than for him to put one and one together and to make three out of them.

We are shaped and fashioned by what we love.

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. [The Song Of Solomon 2:5]

The more I think about it, the more I realize there is nothing more artistic that to love others.

If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is nothing left to love. The integrity of self is gone.

We love in another's soul whatever of ourselves we can deposit in it; the greater the deposit, the greater the love.

Is your love for the Lord sufficient to give all your time and talents to his work?

Saddest Poem

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

Write, for instance: The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance.

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms. I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.

As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.

Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.

Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.

If we are to judge of love by its consequences, it more nearly resembles hatred than friendship.

If I love you, what business is it of yours?

At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.

Monkeys are superior to men in this: when a monkey looks into a mirror, he sees a monkey.

Never try to define love. Once defined love is confined. Once confined -- It dies.

Lord, grant that I might not so much seek to be loved as to love.

An orange on the table, your dress on the rug, and you in my bed, sweet present of the present, cool of night, warmth of my life.

To an ordinary human being, love means nothing if it does not mean loving some people more than others.

Love is not blind - it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see less.

Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back.

A low self-love in the parent desires that his child should repeat his character and fortune.

Who is wise in love, love most, say least.

If that the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.

Love's reason's without reason.

People love others not for who they are, but for how they make them feel.

There is only one happiness in life -- to love and to be loved.

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