Motivational Quotes

Wicked men obey from fear; good men, from love.

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.

A low self-love in the parent desires that his child should repeat his character and fortune.

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

It has ever been since time began, and ever will be, till time lose breath, that love is a mood --no more --to man, and love to a woman is life or death.

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

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.

Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart.

It is by loving and by being loved that one can come nearest to the soul of another.

To love without role, without power plays, is revolution.

Learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all.

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

Fantastic tyrant of the amorous heart. How hard thy yoke, how cruel thy dart. Those escape your anger who refuse your sway, and those are punished most, who most obey.

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

I donÆt think anyone can DO anything that would make him worthy of love. Love is a gift and cannot be earned. It can only be given.

Mistresses are like books; if you pore upon them too much, they doze you and make you unfit for company; but if used discreetly, you are the fitter for conversation by em.

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

You can't blame gravity for falling in love.

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.

Someday, after mastering winds, waves, tides and gravity, we shall harness the energy of love; and for the second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire.

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

Well-ordered self-love is right and natural.

Gravity. It keeps you rooted to the ground. In space, there's not any gravity. You just kind of leave your feet and go floating around. Is that what being in love is like?

Couples are jigsaw puzzles that hang together by touching in just enough points. They're never total fits or misfits.

Love is life's end, but never ending. Love is life's wealth, never spent, but ever spending. Love's life's reward, rewarded in rewarding.

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

Love's reason's without reason.

Lord, grant that I might not so much seek to be loved as to love.

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.

Love makes everything that is heavy light.

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

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

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.

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.

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

Let no one believe that he has received the divine kiss, if he knows the truth without loving it or loves it without understanding it. But blessed is that kiss whereby not only is God recognized but also the Father is loved; for there is never full knowledge without perfect love.

Love is the irresistible desire to be desired irresistibly.

When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love.

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

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun.

Follow love and it will flee, flee love and it will follow.

We live in the world when we love it.

Do everything with so much love in your heart that you would never want to do it any other way.

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

Human Love... It is that extra creation that stands hurt and baffled at the place of death. Being human, wanting children and sunlight and breath to go on, forever.

We love those who admire us, but not those whom we admire.

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

If we are to judge of love by its consequences, it more nearly resembles hatred than friendship.

If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark.

My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming; I love not less, though less the show appear: That love is merchandised whose rich esteeming The owner's tongue doth publish every where.

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