Motivational Quotes

Love is the bridge between two hearts.

Love is a better teacher than duty.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Love possesses not nor will it be possessed, for love is sufficient unto love.

But miserable most, to love unloved? This you should pity rather than despise.

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 the world really needs is more love and less paper work.

Love thrives not in the heart that shadows dreadeth.

Human Love... It is that extra creation that stands hurt and baffled at the place of death. Being human, wanting children and sunlight and breath to go on, forever.

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

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.

Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love has changed to kindliness.

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

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.

Never try to define love. Once defined love is confined. Once confined -- It dies.

Think about a woman. Doesn't know you're thinking about her. Doesn't care you're thinking about her. Makes you think about her even more.

Those that embrace the entire universe with love, for the most part love nothing, but their narrow selves.

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

Love is not love until love's vulnerable.

It makes no difference how deeply seated may be the trouble, how hopeless the outlook, how muddled the tangle, how great the mistake. A sufficient realization of love will dissolve it all.

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.

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.

There exists, between people in love, a kind of capital held by each. This is not just a stock of affects or pleasure, but also the possibility of playing double or quits with the share you hold in the other's heart.

Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few.

Gravitation can not be held responsible for people falling in love

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

Well, love is insanity. The ancient Greeks knew that. It is the taking over of a rational and lucid mind by delusion and self-destruction. You lose yourself, you have no power over yourself, you can't even think straight.

You can't buy love, but you can pay heavily for it.

Parrots, tortoises and redwoods live a longer life than men do; Men a longer life than dogs do; Dogs a longer life than love does.

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

Love is all you need.

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

Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin-it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring.

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.

Love is like the measles, all the worse when it comes late.

It is easier to keep half a dozen lovers guessing than to keep one lover after he has stopped guessing.

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

There's only one me, and I'm stuck with him.

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

To love a thing means wanting it to live.

An orange on the table, your dress on the rug, and you in my bed, sweet present of the present, cool of night, warmth of my life.

Love is like a poisonous mushroom -- you don't know if it is the real thing until it is too late

Scratch a lover, and find a foe.

Love is a conflict between reflexes and reflections.

We were two and had but one heart between us.

True love grows by sacrifice and the more thoroughly the soul rejects natural satisfaction the stronger and more detached its tenderness becomes.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

The pain of love is the pain of being alive. It is a perpetual wound.

To fall in love is easy, even to remain in it is not difficult; our human loneliness is cause enough. But is a hard quest worth making to find a comrade through whose steady presence one becomes steadily the person one desires to be.

Love is not altogether a delirium, yet it has many points in common therewith.

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