Motivational Quotes

There is an important difference between love and friendship. While the former delights in extremes and opposites, the latter demands equality.

I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.

The one who loves least controls the relationship.

Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.

Love is an ocean of emotions entirely surrounded by expenses.

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 is swift, sincere, pious, joyful, generous, strong, patient, faithful, prudent, long-suffering, courageous, and never seeking its own; for wheresoever a person seeketh his own, there he falleth from love.

We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.

Monkeys are superior to men in this: when a monkey looks into a mirror, he sees a monkey.

A woman who could always love would never grow old; and the love of mother and wife would often give or preserve many charms if it were not too often combined with parental and conjugal anger. There remains in the face of women who are naturally serene and peaceful, and of those rendered so by religion, an after-spring, and later an after-summer, the reflex of their most beautiful bloom.

Do everything with so much love in your heart that you would never want to do it any other way.

Go to the truth beyond the mind. Love is the bridge.

If you say, I love you, then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of break up and infidelity.

Fall not in love, therefore; it will stick to your face.

Love is like a fruit. It may look good, but you shouldn't bite in it until it's ripe.

What then in love can woman do? If we grow fond they shun us. And when we fly them, they pursue: But leave us when they've won us.

They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.

He who is in love is wise and is becoming wiser, sees newly every time he looks at the object beloved, drawing from it with his eyes and his mind those virtues which it possesses.

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.

To fail to love is not to exist at all.

When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love.

Love is the total absence of fear. Love asks no questions. Its natural state is one of extension and expansion, not comparison and measurement.

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

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

Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boist'rous, and it pricks like a thorn.

Love is a gift from God, and as we obey His laws and genuinely learn to serve others, we develop God's love in our lives. Love of God is the means of unlocking divine powers which help us to live worthily and to overcome the world.

Is your love for the Lord sufficient to give all your time and talents to his work?

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.

There is only one happiness in life -- to love and to be loved.

Love is a spendthrift, leaves it arithmetic at home, is always in the red.

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

Love is what you've been through with somebody.

A bizarre sensation pervades a relationship of pretense. No truth seems true. A simple morning's greeting and response appear loaded with innuendo and fraught with implications. Each nicety becomes more sterile and each withdrawal more permanent.

No woman marries for money; they are all clever enough, before marrying a millionaire, to fall in love with him first.

I do not think that what is called Love at first sight is so great an absurdity as it is sometimes imagined to be. We generally make up our minds beforehand to the sort of person we should like, grave or gay, black, brown, or fair; with golden tresses or raven locks; -- and when we meet with a complete example of the qualities we admire, the bargain is soon struck.

He who falls in love with himself will have no rivals.

We were two and had but one heart between us.

If they love they know not why, they hate upon no better ground, they hate upon no better a ground.

Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies; Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies.

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

No three words have greater power than I Love You.

Whenever you are confronted with an opponent. Conquer him with love.

When we are in love we seem to ourselves quite different from what we were before.

My tears of love are a waste of time if I turn away

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.

I do not love you

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

that this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate such a union. The avoidance of this pain is the beginning of wisdom, for it is strong enough to contaminate the rest of our lives.

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

Love is the big booming beat which covers up the noise of hate.

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