Motivational Quotes

Self-love depressed becomes self-loathing.

It is a beautiful trait in the lovers character, that they think no evil of the object loved.

It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!

I remember when I used to sit on hospital beds and hold people?s hands, people used to be shocked because they?d never seen this before. To me it was quite normal.

To love one child and to love all children, whether living or dead --somewhere these two loves come together. To love a no-good but humble punk and to love an honest man who believes himself to be an honest man --somewhere these, too, come together.

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.

I don't want to live -- I want to love first, and live incidentally.

People who are sensible about love are incapable of it.

I would rather live and love where death is king than have eternal life where love is not.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments: love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds.

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.

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.

Gravitation can not be held responsible for people falling in love

To love a thing means wanting it to live.

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.

Love alone could waken love.

Love seeks no cause beyond itself and no fruit; it is its own fruit, its own enjoyment. I love because I love; I love in order that I may love.

I shall always be a priest of 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.

We are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love, never so forlornly unhappy as when we have lost our love object or its love.

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.

Belike you thought our love would last too long, if it were chain'd together.

I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.

My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite.

He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love. [I John]

If marriage is your object, you'd better start loving your subject.

A supreme love, a motive that gives a sublime rhythm to a woman's life, and exalts habit into partnership with the soul's highest needs, is not to be had where and how she wills.

The chemist who can extract from his heart's elements, compassion, respect, longing, patience, regret, surprise, and forgiveness and compound them into one can create that atom which is called love.

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes... Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

Do all things with love.

I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws to peck at.

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

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

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

You will find, as you look back upon your life, that the moments when you really lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love.

Love is inseparable from knowledge.

To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because we don't want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.

When you interact with another, an illusion is part of this dynamic. This illusion allows each soul to perceive what it needs to understands in order to heal.

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.

But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.

Love is something eternal; the aspect may change, but not the essence.

Teach only love for that is what you are.

Live for love. Without love, you don't live.

To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.

Passion is seldom the end of any story, for it cannot long endure if it is not soon supplemented with true affection and mutual respect.

Love cures people -- both the ones who give it and the ones who receive it.

It is of practical value to learn to like yourself. Since you must spend so much time with yourself you might as well get some satisfaction out of the relationship.

It is well to be happy and wise and well to be honest and true; it is well to be off with the old love, before you are on with the new.

Real love is a permanently self-enlarging experience.

Love and stoplights can be cruel.

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