Motivational Quotes

Real love is a pilgrimage. It happens when there is no strategy, but it is very rare because most people are strategists.

Love is like a poisonous mushroom -- you don't know if it is the real thing until it is too late

If they love they know not why, they hate upon no better ground, they hate upon no better a ground.

Clarity of mind means clarity of passion, too; this is why a great and clear mind loves ardently and sees distinctly what it loves.

Let the first impulse pass, wait for the second.

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

Love thrives not in the heart that shadows dreadeth.

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.

Man's love is of man's life a part; it is a woman's whole existence. In her first passion, a woman loves her lover, in all the others all she loves is love.

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.

We only love truly once. It is the first time and succeeding passions are less uncontrolled.

Lovers are fools, but Nature makes them so.

Frustrated love has been the incentive for many great works.

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

Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.

We are shaped and fashioned by what we love.

Love is begun by time; and that I see in passages of proof, time qualifies the spark and fire of it. There lives within the very flame of love a kind of wick or snuff that will abate it.

Without His love I can do nothing, with His love there is nothing I cannot do.

We often speak of love when we really should be speaking of the drive to dominate or to master, so as to confirm ourselves as active agents, in control of our own destinies and worthy of respect from others.

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

I never loved another person the way I loved myself.

I believe love is primarily a choice and only sometimes a feeling. If you want to feel love, choose to love and be patient.

The truth is that there is only one terminal dignity -- love. And the story of a love is not important -- what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.

For aught that I could ever read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never did run smooth.

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

Love is a gift from God, and as we obey His laws and genuinely learn to serve others, we develop God's love in our lives. Love of God is the means of unlocking divine powers which help us to live worthily and to overcome the world.

Love is not enough. It must be the foundation, the cornerstone -- but not the complete structure. It is much too pliable, too yielding.

Love - THE FEELING - is a fruit of love, the verb.

In every loving woman there is a priestess of the past -- a pious guardian of some affection, of which the object has disappeared.

Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be.

Love is the victim's response to the rapist.

Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.

Love and stoplights can be cruel.

Lovers should also have their days off.

Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.

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

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.

Just because you love someone doesn't mean you have to be involved with them. Love is not a bandage to cover wounds.

Never try to define love. Once defined love is confined. Once confined -- It dies.

The world is wonderful and beautiful and good beyond one's wildest imagination. Never, never, never could one conceive what love is, beforehand, never. Life can be great --quite god-like. It can be so. God be thanked I have proved it.

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.

Love the art in yourself and not yourself in the art.

I fell in love with the thought that a human life could be a priestly conduit, a connecting link between earth and sky. As I grew and stumbled and, most important, as I began to love and be loved, I realized that the ultimate priest is the lover inside us

My God, these folks don't know how to love -- that's why they love so easily.

How we treasure (and admire) the people who acknowledge us!

Love is stronger than violence.

Love alone could waken love.

Everybody forgets the basic thing; people are not going to love you unless you love them.

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.

Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source.

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