Motivational Quotes

There are no guarantees. From the viewpoint of fear, none are strong enough. From the viewpoint of love, none are necessary.

It is not love that should be depicted as blind, but self-love.

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

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, above all, the gift of oneself.

My wife heard me say I love you a thousand times, but she never once heard me say sorry

Two separate, distinct personalities, not separate at all, but inextricably bound, soul and body and mind, to each other, how did we get so far apart so fast?

Love is stronger than justice.

If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark.

She cannot love, nor take no shape nor project or affection, she is so self-endeared.

I believe love is primarily a choice and only sometimes a feeling. If you want to feel love, choose to love and be patient.

You can't blame gravity for falling in love.

Love is life's end, but never ending. Love is life's wealth, never spent, but ever spending. Love's life's reward, rewarded in rewarding.

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.

At the center of non-violence stands the principle of love.

Mistresses are like books; if you pore upon them too much, they doze you and make you unfit for company; but if used discreetly, you are the fitter for conversation by em.

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

The best way to forget ones self is to look at the world with attention and love.

Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.

But true love is a durable fire, in the mind ever burning. Never sick, never old, never dead. From itself never turning.

Love is shown in your deeds, not in your words.

We cannot avoid using power, cannot escape the compulsion to afflict the world, so let us, cautious in diction and mighty in contradiction, love powerfully.

As Plato sometimes speaks of the divine love, it arises not out of indigency, as created love does, but out of fullness and redundancy; it is an overflowing fountain, and that love which descends upon created being is a free efflux from the almighty source of love; and it is well pleasing to him that those creatures which he hath made should partake of it.

A life without love in it is like a heap of ashes upon a deserted hearth, with the fire dead, the laughter stilled and the light extinguished.

In every question and every remark tossed back and forth between lovers who have not played out the last fugue, there is one question and it is this: Is there someone new?

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

Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.

Do you want to know a good way to fall in love? Just associate with all your pleasant experiences with someone, and disassociate from all the unpleasant ones.

Love is not love until love's vulnerable.

I define love for our purpose as the passion of one being for another in the hope of being loved in return.

Art is not necessary at all. All that is necessary to make this world a better place to live in is to love --to love as Christ loved, as Buddha loved.

You can't love anyone until you understand that you can't love everyone.

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

She hadn't chosen him over all the others. The truth was that she hadn't even thought about anyone else.

Honesty is the only way with anyone, when you'll be so close as to be living inside each other's skins.

If you love something let it go free. If it doesn't come back, you never had it. If it comes back, love it forever.

Love is the immortal flow of energy that nourishes, extends and preserves. Its eternal goal is life.

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.

It is with true love as it is with ghosts; everyone talks about it, but few have seen it.

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

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?

The best way to know God is to love many things.

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.

For in the end, we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will understand only what we are taught.

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.

Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.

Better to have loved a short man than never to have loved a tall.

Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.

For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.

What makes lovers never tire of one another is that they talk always about themselves.

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