Motivational Quotes

Live for love. Without love, you don't live.

The love of those we don't love in return settles on the surface and from there quickly evaporates.

I never loved another person the way I loved myself.

Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.

Things base and vile, holding no quantity, love can transpose to form and dignity.

Life and love are life and love, a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets, and to drag in the idea of a point is to ruin everything. Live and let live, love and let love, flower and fade, and follow the natural curve, which flows on, pointless.

Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.

Who travels for love finds a thousand miles not longer than one.

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

Love all that has been created by God, both the whole and every grain of sand. Love every leaf and every ray of light. Love the beasts and the birds, love the plants, love every separate fragment. If you love each fragment, you will understand the mystery of the whole resting in God.

What's so remarkable about Love at first sight? It's when people have been looking at each other for years that it becomes remarkable.

Love ever gives. Forgives outlives. And ever stands with open hands. And while it lives, it gives. For this is love's prerogatives -- to give, and give, and give.

The one who loves least controls the relationship.

When two people relate to each other authentically and humanly, God is the electricity that surges between them.

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

And this I pray, that your love may abound still more and more in real knowledge and all discernment. [Philippians 1:9]

If you cannot inspire a woman with love of you, fill her above the brim with love of herself; all that runs over will be yours.

Our first and last love is... self-love.

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

But love is blind and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit; For if they could, Cupid himself would blush To see me thus transformed to a boy.

Only the words of love kept alive are worthy of not being wasted

But when a young lady is to be a heroine, the perverseness of forty surrounding families cannot prevent her. Something must and will happen to throw a hero in her way.

A lover, when he is admitted to cards, ought to be solemnly silent, and observe the motions of his mistress. He must laugh when she laughs, sigh when she sighs. In short, he should be the shadow of her mind. A lady, in the presence of her lover, should never want a looking-glass; as a beau, in the presence of his looking-glass, never wants a mistress.

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.

When a person is uncertain in love, there is nothing easier than for him to put one and one together and to make three out of them.

People need loving the most when they deserve it the least.

Love is what we are born with. Fear is what we learn. The spiritual journey is the unlearning of fear and prejudices and the acceptance of love back in our hearts. Love is the essential reality and our purpose on earth. To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others, is the meaning of life. Meaning does not lie in things. Meaning lies in us.

The value of love will always be stronger than the value of hate.. Any nation or group of nations which employs hatred eventually is torn to pieces by hatred...

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

Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful; it is not arrogant or rude. [I Corinthians]

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.

You are my lover and I am your mistress and kingdoms and empires and governments have tottered and succumbed before now to that mighty combination.

We know that we have passed from death into life, because we love... [1 John 3:14]

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.

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

Let the first impulse pass, wait for the second.

For where there is true love, a man is neither out of measure lifted up by prosperity, nor cast down by mishap; whether you give or take away from him, so long as he keeps his beloved, he has a spring of inward peace. Thus, even though thy outward man grieve, or weep downright, that may well be borne, if only thy inner man remain at peace, perfectly content with the will of God.

Real love is a permanently self-enlarging experience.

People who are sensible about love are incapable of it.

I love Mickey Mouse more than any woman I have ever known.

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

The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can never end.

I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.

Is love supposed to last throughout all time, or is it like trains changing at random stops. If I loved her, how could I leave her? If I felt that way then, how come I don't feel anything now?

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.

Great passions, my dear, don't exist: they're liars fantasies. What do exist are little loves that may last for a short or a longer while.

Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it.

Frustrated love has been the incentive for many great works.

Loving can cost a lot but not loving always costs more, and those who fear to love often find that want of love is an emptiness that robs the joy from life.

To always be loved one must ever be agreeable.

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