Motivational Quotes

The chemist who can extract from his heart's elements, compassion, respect, longing, patience, regret, surprise, and forgiveness and compound them into one can create that atom which is called love.

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

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women cloy the appetites they feed, but she makes hungry where most she satisfies.

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.

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

The Impossible Generalized Man today is the critic who believes in loving those unworthy of love as well as those worthy --yet believes this only insofar as no personal risk is entailed. Meaning he loves no one, worthy or no. This is what makes him impossible.

But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.

A man in love mistakes a pimple for a dimple.

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.

God loves each of us as if there were only one of us.

Love is a friendship set to music.

Love the moment and the energy of the moment will spread beyond all boundaries.

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?

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

I would rather live and love where death is king than have eternal life where love is not.

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.

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

I define love for our purpose as the passion of one being for another in the hope of being loved in return.

Love feels no burden, thinks nothing of trouble, attempts what is above its strength.... It is therefore able to undertake all things, and it completes many things, and warrants them to take effect, where he who does not love would faint and lie down.

Oh, Jacques, we're used to each other, we're a pair of captive hawks caught in the same cage, and so we've grown used to each other. That's what passes for love at this dim, shadowy end of the Camino Real.

I pay very little regard...to what any young person says on the subject of marriage. If they profess a disinclination for it, I only set it down that they have not yet seen the right person.

I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws to peck at.

Practice being at home with yourself, as you step out to be with others.

A good relationship is like fireworks: loud, explosive, and liable to maim you if you hold on too long.

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.

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

Whether life is worth living depends on whether there is love in life.

One can be a soldier without dying, and a lover without sighing.

We who were loved will never unlive that crippling fever.

You can't show love to someone at the expense of someone else who loves you.

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

Love is a spendthrift, leaves it arithmetic at home, is always in the red.

When love begins to sicken and decay, it useth an enforced ceremony.

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.

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.

The rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart.

What then in love can woman do? If we grow fond they shun us. And when we fly them, they pursue: But leave us when they've won us.

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

True love brings up everything - you're allowing a mirror to be held up to you daily.

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

There is an important difference between love and friendship. While the former delights in extremes and opposites, the latter demands equality.

Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea; And love is a thing that can never go wrong; And I am Marie of Romania.

Teach only love for that is what you are.

Love alone could waken love.

Love is everything it's cracked up to beàIt really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for.

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

Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boist'rous, and it pricks like a thorn.

Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back.

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

Never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.

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