Motivational Quotes

Love is what is left in a relationship after all the selfishness is taken out.

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

Love's greatest gift is its ability to make everything it touches sacred.

The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved, loved for ourselves, or rather loved in spite of ourselves.

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

Love is often nothing but a favorable exchange between two people who get the most of what they can expect, considering their value on the personality market.

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

Now my love is thaw'd; which, like a waxen image'gainst a fire, bears no impression of the thing it was.

If you could only love enough, you could be the most powerful person in the world.

Love is not to be purchased, and affection has no price.

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.

Love is a serious mental disease.

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

Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time; effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end.

But the strong base and building of my love is as the very centre of the earth, drawing all things to it.

What will not woman, gentle woman dare; when strong affection stirs her spirit up?

She hadn't chosen him over all the others. The truth was that she hadn't even thought about anyone else.

If love be blind, it best agrees with night.

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.

Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.

If I love you, what business is it of yours?

If we love our country, we should also love our countrymen.

Love has no errors, for all errors are the want for love.

To be among people one loves, that's sufficient; to dream, to speak to them, to be silent among them, to think of indifferent things; but among them, everything is equal.

Do all things with love.

Love is the master key which opens the gates of happiness.

Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love. [I John]

The advantage of love at first sight is that it delays a second sight.

Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.

Every day I live I am more convinced that the waste of life lies in the love we have not given, the powers we have not used, the selfish prudence that will risk nothing and which, shirking pain, misses happiness as well.

We will invent new lullabies, new songs, new acts of love, we will cry over things we used to laugh and our new wisdom will bring tears to eyes of gentle creatures from other planets who were afraid of us till then and in the end a summer with wild winds and new friends will be.

If a woman doesn't chase a man a little, she doesn't love him.

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

A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved, by others. (Wizard to the Tin Man)

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.

Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light. Above all things reverence thyself.

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.

I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.

One who has not only the four S's, which are required in every good lover, but even the whole alphabet; as for example... Agreeable, Bountiful, Constant, Dutiful, Easy, Faithful, Gallant, Honorable, Ingenious, Kind, Loyal, Mild, Noble, Officious, Prudent, Quiet, Rich, Secret, True, Valiant, Wise; the X indeed, is too harsh a letter to agree with him, but he is Young and Zealous.

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.

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.

Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.

The best way to forget ones self is to look at the world with attention and love.

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

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.

Love is much nicer to be in than an automobile accident, a tight girdle, a higher tax bracket, or a holding pattern over Philadelphia.

Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.

What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.

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