Motivational Quotes

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.

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.

Many will detest you if you spend all your love on yourself.

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

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather in spite of ourselves.

A heart that loves is always young.

The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time.

The enthusiasm of a woman's love is even beyond the biographer's.

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

Is it not by love alone that we succeed in penetrating to the very essence of being?

Love feels no burden, regards not labors, strives toward more than it attains, argues not of impossibility, since it believes that it may and can do all things. Therefore it avails for all things, and fulfils and accomplishes much where one not a lover falls and lies helpless.

Love's reason's without reason.

A proof that experience is of no use, is that the end of one love does not prevent us from beginning another.

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

Only the really plain people know about love --the very fascinating ones try so hard to create an impression that they very soon exhaust their talents.

If we really love ourselves, everything in our life works.

To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.

Real love is a permanently self-enlarging experience.

At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.

Love lacked a dwelling, and made him her place; And when in his fair parts she did abide, She was lodged and newly deified.

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

I never loved another person the way I loved myself.

Everybody forgets the basic thing; people are not going to love you unless you love them.

Love yourself unconditionally, just as you love those closest to you despite their faults.

Accept yourself as you are. Otherwise you will never see opportunity. You will not feel free to move toward it; you will feel you are not deserving.

Scratch a lover, and find a foe.

There is a voice inside which speaks and says: This is the real me!

Don't hold to anger, hurt or pain. They steal your energy and keep you from love.

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

Know that you are your greatest enemy, but also your greatest friend.

The snow goose need not bathe to make itself white. Neither need you do anything but be yourself.

What's terrible is to pretend that the second-rate is first-rate, that you don't need love when you do or that you like your work when you know quite well you're capable of better.

True love brings up everything - you're allowing a mirror to be held up to you daily.

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.

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

Love is or it ain't. Thin love ain't love at all.

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

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

He is not a lover who does not love forever.

You couldn't get a clue during the clue mating season in a field full of horny clues if you smeared your body with clue musk and did the clue mating dance.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women cloy the appetites they feed, but she makes hungry where most she satisfies.

People who are not in love fail to understand how an intelligent man can suffer because of a very ordinary woman. This is like being surprised that anyone should be stricken with cholera because of a creature so insignificant as the comma bacillus.

No one worth possessing can be quite possessed.

Love (understood as the desire of good for another) is in fact so unnatural a phenomenon that it can scarcely repeat itself, the soul being unable to become virgin again and not having energy enough to cast itself out again into the ocean of another's soul.

Love, I find, is like singing. Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves, though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much.

You can't show love to someone at the expense of someone else who loves you.

Follow love and it will flee, flee love and it will follow.

The more you like yourself, the less you are like anyone else, which makes you unique.

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