Motivational Quotes

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.

Love... Force it and it disappears. You cannot will love, nor even control it. You can only guide its expression. It comes or it goes according to those qualities in life that invite it or deny its presence.

To love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another.

Love is seeing without eyes, hearing without ears; hatred is nothing.

It is easy to halve the potato where there is love.

Love is the beauty of the soul.

Do you want to know a good way to fall in love? Just associate with all your pleasant experiences with someone, and disassociate from all the unpleasant ones.

Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes... Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

Self-love depressed becomes self-loathing.

Let the first impulse pass, wait for the second.

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 only victory over love is flight.

In love, there is always one who kisses and one who offers the cheek.

Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.

A love affair with knowledge will never end in heartbreak.

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

What is love? It is the morning and the evening star.

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.

When love is in excess it brings a man no honor nor worthiness.

Nowadays men cannot love seven night but they must have all their desires: that love may not endure by reason; for where they be soon accorded and hasty, heat soon it cooleth. Right so fareth love nowadays, soon hot soon cold: this is no stability. But the old love was not so.

We live in the world when we love it.

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.

And ruin'd love when it is built anew, Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater.

Many people when they fall in love look for a little haven of refuge from the world, where they can be sure of being admired when they are not admirable, and praised when they are not praiseworthy.

We really have to understand the person we want to love. If our love is only a will to possess, it is not love. If we only think of ourselves, if we know only our own needs and ignore the needs of the other person, we cannot love.

Some relationships start with fights... But, usually only in romantic comedies. Life's not the movies.

I am a big believer in the mirror test. All that matters is if you can look in the mirror and honestly tell the person you see there, that you've done your best.

If it is your time, love will track you down like a cruise missile.

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

Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common-sense.

If you aren't good at loving yourself, you will have a difficult time loving anyone, since you'll resent the time and energy you give another person that you aren't even giving to yourself.

I've only been in love with a beer bottle and a mirror.

The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.

In every question and every remark tossed back and forth between lovers who have not played out the last fugue, there is one question and it is this: Is there someone new?

Love can never grow old. Locks may lose their brown and gold. Cheeks may fade and hollow grow. But the hearts that love will know, never winter's frost and chill, summer's warmth is in them still.

Love means to love that which is unlovable; or it is no virtue at all.

Everything comes to us from others. To Be is to belong to someone.

If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark.

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

Love the giver more than the gift.

Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies; Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies.

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

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

Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that.

Love is an expression and assertion of self-esteem, a response to one's own values in the person of another. One gains a profoundly personal, selfish joy from the mere existence of the person one loves. It is one's own personal, selfish happiness that one seeks, earns, and derives from love.

I regard as a mortal sin not only the lying of the senses in matters of love, but also the illusion which the senses seek to create where love is only partial. I say, I believe, that one must love with all of one's being, or else live, come what may, a life of complete chastity.

Blue eyes say, Love me or I die; black eyes say, Love me or I kill thee.

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