Motivational Quotes

Do not wish to be anything except what you are.

Love is a ocean of emotions entirely surrounded by expenses.

As love without esteem is capricious and volatile; esteem without love is languid and cold.

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

Love is begun by time; and that I see in passages of proof, time qualifies the spark and fire of it. There lives within the very flame of love a kind of wick or snuff that will abate it.

A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved, by others. (Wizard to the Tin Man)

Love is a serious mental disease.

Women are often under the impression that men are much more madly in love with them than they really are.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

One can be a soldier without dying, and a lover without sighing.

Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few.

Against love's fire fear's frost hath dissolution.

The idea that nations should love one another, or that business concerns or marketing boards should love one another, or that a man in Portugal should love a man in Peru of whom he has never heard --it is absurd, unreal, dangerous. The fact is we can only love what we know personally. And we cannot know much.

We always come back to our first love.

Romantic love, in pornography as in life, is the mythic celebration of female negation. For a woman, love is defined as her willingness to submit to her own annihilation. The proof of love is that she is willing to be destroyed by the one whom she loves, for his sake. For the woman, love is always self-sacrifice, the sacrifice of identity, will, and bodily integrity, in order to fulfill and redeem the masculinity of her lover.

A man in love is like a clipped coupon -- it's time to cash in.

Love ever gives. Forgives outlives. And ever stands with open hands. And while it lives, it gives. For this is love's prerogatives -- to give, and give, and give.

If only the strength of the love that people feel when it is reciprocated could be as intense and obsessive as the love we feel when it is not; then marriages would be truly made in heaven.

Couples are jigsaw puzzles that hang together by touching in just enough points. They're never total fits or misfits.

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.

Love the giver more than the gift.

Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light. Above all things reverence thyself.

The hottest love has the coldest end.

There's only one me, and I'm stuck with him.

To fail to love is not to exist at all.

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

It is easy to halve the potato where there is love.

There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd.

To dream of the person you would like to be is to waste the person you are.

Blue eyes say, Love me or I die; black eyes say, Love me or I kill thee.

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.

Subdue your passion or it will subdue you.

'Light fuse and get away'may work for a Roman candle, but not so much for the wrath of a woman scorned.

One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.

Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch is, and it darts away.

The one who loves least controls the relationship.

He [Freud] often said three things were impossible to fulfill completely; healing, education, governing. He limited his goals in analytic treatment to brining the patient to the point where he could work for a living and learn to love.

Once you have learned to love, You will have learned to live.

It makes no difference how deeply seated may be the trouble, how hopeless the outlook, how muddled the tangle, how great the mistake. A sufficient realization of love will dissolve it all.

But miserable most, to love unloved? This you should pity rather than despise.

The chameleon Love can feed on the air.

Love will find a way. Indifference will find an excuse.

It is easier to guard a sack full of fleas than a girl in love.

What's so remarkable about Love at first sight? It's when people have been looking at each other for years that it becomes remarkable.

You make me understand how wonderful it is for little lizards when they find that one special rock that's perfect for sunning themselves on. You make me lizard-happy.

Can there be a love which does not make demands on its object?

No three words have greater power than I Love You.

To be in love is merely to be in a perpetual state of anesthesia.

If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say? And why are you waiting?

Love is seeing without eyes, hearing without ears; hatred is nothing.

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