Motivational Quotes

Love matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life of vinegar.

Self-love is the instrument of our preservation.

I never loved another person the way I loved myself.

O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, that he hath turn'd a heaven unto hell!

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 love begins to sicken and decay it uses an enforced ceremony. [Julius Caesar]

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.

People who are sensible about love are incapable of it.

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.

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.

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.

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

Love may be blind, but it can sure find its way around in the dark!

You talk too much, you laugh too loud, that's the price of love.

Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

The way it actually works is the reverse. You must first be who you really are, then do what you need to do, in order to have what you want.

People are such great mysteries. Just when we think we have understood them, a wonderful new aspect shows in them.

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.

God loves each of us as if there were only one of us.

At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.

The fickleness of the women I love is only equaled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me.

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

I would not miss your face, your neck, your hands, your limbs, your bosom and certain other of your charms. Indeed, not to become boring by naming them all, I could do without you, Chloe, altogether.

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

There is no remedy for love than to love more.

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

To be in love is merely to be in a perpetual state of anesthesia.

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.

In the evening of life, we will be judged on love alone.

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.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.

Where love rules, there is no will to power; where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.

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

Practice being at home with yourself, as you step out to be with others.

'Light fuse and get away'may work for a Roman candle, but not so much for the wrath of a woman scorned.

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.

In love, as in gluttony, pleasure is a matter of the utmost precision.

All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon sand.

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

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.

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.

If that the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.

Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.

We love in another's soul whatever of ourselves we can deposit in it; the greater the deposit, the greater the love.

We always come back to our first love.

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

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.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

The important thing was to love rather than to be loved.

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