Motivational Quotes

Only the words of love kept alive are worthy of not being wasted

True love is the parent of humility.

If a woman doesn't chase a man a little, she doesn't love him.

Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.

Love is what we are born with. Fear is what we learn. The spiritual journey is the unlearning of fear and prejudices and the acceptance of love back in our hearts. Love is the essential reality and our purpose on earth. To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others, is the meaning of life. Meaning does not lie in things. Meaning lies in us.

If there is any country on earth where the course of true love may be expected to run smooth, it is America.

Do not wish to be anything except what you are.

You can give without loving, but you cannot love without giving.

No cord nor cable can so forcibly draw, or hold so fast, as love can do with a twined thread.

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

What is love? It is the morning and the evening star.

Love's greatest gift is its ability to make everything it touches sacred.

We are not commanded (or forbidden) to love our mates, our children, our friends, our country because such affections come naturally to us and are good in themselves, although we may corrupt them. We are commanded to love our neighbor because our natural attitude toward the other is one of either indifference or hostility.

The way it actually works is the reverse. You must first be who you really are, then do what you need to do, in order to have what you want.

There's a lot to be said for self-delusionment when it comes to matters of the heart.

Love talked about is easily turned aside, but love demonstrated is irresistible.

It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and persevering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created for years or even generations.

Love can neither be bought or sold, its only price is love.

By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another. [John 13:35]

Naturally, love's the most distant possibility.

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.

Love comes from blindness, friendship from knowledge.

In real love you want the other person's good. In romantic love, you want the other person.

When you're a teenager and you're in love, it's obvious to everyone but you and the person you're in love with.

I leave before being left. I decide.

We don't always get to choose what we love.

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

Love, Arthur, is a poodle's chance of attaining the infinite, and personally I have my pride.

You will always have to live with yourself, and it is to your best interest to see that you have good company -- a clean, pure, straight, honest, upright, generous, magnanimous companion.

Love and stoplights can be cruel.

Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.

If you find someone you love in your life, then hang on to that love.

There are few people who are not ashamed of their love affairs when the infatuation is over.

To be among people one loves, that's sufficient; to dream, to speak to them, to be silent among them, to think of indifferent things; but among them, everything is equal.

Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be.

Love is a tyrant sparing none.

The ostentation of our love, which, left unshown, is often left unloved.

Love and pity and wish well to every soul in the world; dwell in love, and then you dwell in God.

The world is wonderful and beautiful and good beyond one's wildest imagination. Never, never, never could one conceive what love is, beforehand, never. Life can be great --quite god-like. It can be so. God be thanked I have proved it.

In a separation it is the one who is not really in loved who says the more tender things.

My life is an indivisible whole, and all my attitudes run into one another; and they all have their rise in my insatiable love for mankind.

When two people relate to each other authentically and humanly, God is the electricity that surges between them.

To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.

Sometimes when you look back on a situation, you realize it wasn't all you thought it was. A beautiful girl walked into your life. You fell in love. Or did you? Maybe it was only a childish infatuation, or maybe just a brief moment of vanity.

No one worth possessing can be quite possessed.

Love is a force more formidable than any other. It is invisible -- it cannot be seen or measured, yet it is powerful enough to transform you in a moment, and offer you more joy than any material possession could.

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 and you shall be loved. All love is mathematically just, as much as the two sides of an algebraic equation.

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.

Love is not enough. It must be the foundation, the cornerstone - but not the complete structure. It is much too pliable, too yielding.

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