Motivational Quotes

People who do not love themselves can adore others, because adoration is making someone else big and ourselves small. They can desire others, because desire comes out of a sense of inner incompleteness, which demands to be filled. But they can not love others, because love is an affirmation of the living growing being in all of us. If you don't have it, you can't give it.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

Our affections as well as our bodies are in perpetual flux.

If we discovered we only had five minutes left to say all we wanted to say, every telephone booth would be occupied by people telling other people that they loved them.

One's first love is always perfect until one meets one's second love.

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

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Love is what you've been through with somebody.

Love alone can unite living beings so as to complete and fulfill them... for it alone joins them by what is deepest in themselves. All we need is to imagine our ability to love developing until it embraces the totality of men and the earth.

Teach only love for that is what you are.

Love consists not in feeling great things but in having great detachment and in suffering for the Beloved.

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.

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.

You talk too much, you laugh too loud, that's the price of love.

Love wholeheartedly, be surprised, give thanks and praise then you will discover the fullness of your life.

Love and work are the cornerstones of our humanness.

This is my commandment, that ye love one another. [Jesus, In John 15:12]

The desire for possession is insatiable, to such a point that it can survive even love itself. To love, therefore, is to sterilize the person one loves.

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

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

Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; where little fear grows great, great love grows there.

Between lovers a little confession is a dangerous thing.

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

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

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

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

Those who haven't loved somebody else, more than they love themselves haven't even begun to live

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

If you have it [Love], you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have.

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

We were two and had but one heart between us.

What I needed most was to love and to be loved, eager to be caught. Happily I wrapped those painful bonds around me; and sure enough, I would be lashed with the red-hot pokers or jealousy, by suspicions and fear, by burst of anger and quarrels.

Love is stronger than violence.

When you love someone all your saved-up wishes start coming out.

Love's reason's without reason.

Love is the affinity which links and draws together the elements of the world... Love, in fact, is the agent of universal synthesis.

How we treasure (and admire) the people who acknowledge us!

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.

Practice being at home with yourself, as you step out to be with others.

To love without role, without power plays, is revolution.

I know that I can give love for a minute, for half an hour; for a day, for a month, but I can give and I'm very happy to do that and I want to do that.

Self-love depressed becomes self-loathing.

Where love is concerned, too much is not even enough.

It was the men I deceived the most that I loved the most.

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.

Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.

The important thing was to love rather than to be loved.

Immature love says: I love you because I need you. Mature love says: I need you because I love you.

Love is the delusion that one man or woman differs from another.

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

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