Motivational Quotes

To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because we don't want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.

However it is debased or misinterpreted, love is a redemptive feature. To focus on one individual so that their desires become superior to yours is a very cleansing experience.

As love without esteem is capricious and volatile; esteem without love is languid and cold.

Love alone could waken love.

To love and be loved is the great happiness of existence.

To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.

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.

The perversity of the human spirit is such that when a young lady longs for one specific partner, every other partner counts for nothing.

To love one child and to love all children, whether living or dead --somewhere these two loves come together. To love a no-good but humble punk and to love an honest man who believes himself to be an honest man --somewhere these, too, come together.

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

'Tis the most tender part of love, each other to forgive.

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.

Love without attachment is light.

Love the giver more than the gift.

Could you imagine how horrible things would be if we always told others how we felt? Life would be intolerably bearable.

I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.

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

The idea that nations should love one another, or that business concerns or marketing boards should love one another, or that a man in Portugal should love a man in Peru of whom he has never heard --it is absurd, unreal, dangerous. The fact is we can only love what we know personally. And we cannot know much.

Love is the victim's response to the rapist.

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

Lovers may be -- and indeed generally are -- enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.

Do not keep the alabaster boxes of your love and tenderness sealed up until your friends are dead. Fill their lives with sweetness, speak cheering words while their ears can hear, and while their hearts can be thrilled and made happier by them. George

There is love of course. And then there's life, its enemy.

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.

I adore him I have never been so happy. I have real love.

Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be.

When we understand that man is the only animal who must create meaning, who must open a wedge into neutral nature, we already understand the essence of love. Love is the problem of an animal who must find life, create a dialogue with nature in order to experience his own being.

Doubt that the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.

Some cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

Such is the inconsistency of real love, that it is always awake to suspicion, however unreasonable; always requiring new assurances from the object of its interest.

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

Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself. [Roman 13:9]

Love is the ability and willingness to allow those that you care for to be what they choose for themselves, without any insistence that they satisfy you.

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

I love a hand that meets my own with a grasp that causes some sensation.

Love will find a way. Indifference will find an excuse.

Love is an emotion that is based on an opinion of women that is impossible for those who have had any experience with them.

Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.

If only the strength of the love that people feel when it is reciprocated could be as intense and obsessive as the love we feel when it is not; then marriages would be truly made in heaven.

One is very crazy when in love.

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. [The Song Of Solomon 2:5]

We can only learn to love by loving.

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

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

We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.

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

We are all born for love. It is the principle of existence, and its only end.

Well-ordered self-love is right and natural.

Love is something eternal; the aspect may change, but not the essence.

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.

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