Motivational Quotes

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

Love makes the wildest spirit tame, and the tamest spirit wild.

What power is it which mounts my love so high, that makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye?

I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.

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

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

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

Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments: love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds.

He [Freud] often said three things were impossible to fulfill completely; healing, education, governing. He limited his goals in analytic treatment to brining the patient to the point where he could work for a living and learn to love.

If any person wish to be idle, let them fall in love.

Love is like a fruit. It may look good, but you shouldn't bite in it until it's ripe.

Listen! Encourage. Say something. Do something. Be yourself. Love

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

To love one person with a private love is poor and miserable: to love all is glorious.

Love is the last relay and ultimate outposts of eternity.

Self-love for ever creeps out, like a snake, to sting anything which happens to stumble upon it.

We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.

No three words have greater power than I Love You.

Love is a chain of love as nature is a chain of life.

The enthusiasm of a woman's love is even beyond the biographer's.

Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few.

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

It is easier to keep half a dozen lovers guessing than to keep one lover after he has stopped guessing.

In the end, I decide that the mark we've left on each other is the color and shape of love. That the unfinished business between us. Because love, love is never finished. It circles and circles, the memories out of order and not always complete.

My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite.

To love another person is to see the face of God. [Les Miserables]

If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say? And why are you waiting?

People who are sensible about love are incapable of it.

An orange on the table, your dress on the rug, and you in my bed, sweet present of the present, cool of night, warmth of my life.

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

Sometimes when you look back on a situation, you realize it wasn't all you thought it was. A beautiful girl walked into your life. You fell in love. Or did you? Maybe it was only a childish infatuation, or maybe just a brief moment of vanity.

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, while you are able to love.

Love is the only bow of life's dark cloud. It is the Morning and Evening Star. It shines upon the cradle of the babe, and sheds its radiance upon the quiet tomb. It is the Mother of Art, inspirer of poet, patriot, and philosopher. It is the air and light of every heart, builder of every home, kinder of every fire on every hearth, It was the first dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody. Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to joy, and makes right royal kings of common clay.

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.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

In love there are two things -- bodies and words.

Self-love exaggerates our faults as well as our virtues.

A life without love in it is like a heap of ashes upon a deserted hearth, with the fire dead, the laughter stilled and the light extinguished.

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

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

Belike you thought our love would last too long, if it were chain'd together.

True love grows by sacrifice and the more thoroughly the soul rejects natural satisfaction the stronger and more detached its tenderness becomes.

I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.

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.

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 was as subtly caught, as a disease; But being got it is a treasure sweet, which to defend is harder than to get: And ought not be profaned on either part, for though 'Tis got by chance,'Tis kept by art.

The hind that would be mated by the lion must die for love.

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

A heart that loves is always young.

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