Motivational Quotes

Love is not a matter of counting the years -- it's making the years count.

Self-love is the instrument of our preservation.

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

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

Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch is, and it darts away.

If there is any country on earth where the course of true love may be expected to run smooth, it is America.

There is no remedy for love than to love more.

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.

Love is swift, sincere, pious, joyful, generous, strong, patient, faithful, prudent, long-suffering, courageous, and never seeking its own; for wheresoever a person seeketh his own, there he falleth from love.

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.

The season of love is the carnival of egoism and it brings a touchstone to our natures.

If that the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.

People love others not for who they are, but for how they make them feel.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

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.

I'd rather be able to face myself in the bathroom mirror than be rich and famous.

But true love is a durable fire, in the mind ever burning. Never sick, never old, never dead. From itself never turning.

Love without attachment is light.

A woman who could always love would never grow old; and the love of mother and wife would often give or preserve many charms if it were not too often combined with parental and conjugal anger. There remains in the face of women who are naturally serene and peaceful, and of those rendered so by religion, an after-spring, and later an after-summer, the reflex of their most beautiful bloom.

And you are to love those who are your aliens for you yourselves were aliens in Egypt. [Deuteronomy 10:19]

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.

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

If I love you Wednesday, What is that to you? I do not love you Thursday -- so much is true.

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.

Love is all you need.

If only I had a little humility, I'd be perfect.

There is only one happiness in life -- to love and to be loved.

The greatest gift that you can give to others is the gift of unconditional love and acceptance.

Love can never grow old. Locks may lose their brown and gold. Cheeks may fade and hollow grow. But the hearts that love will know, never winter's frost and chill, summer's warmth is in them still.

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. [The Song Of Solomon 2:5]

If it is your time, love will track you down like a cruise missile.

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.

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

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.

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

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

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

Passion makes the world go round. Love just makes it a safer place.

To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because we don't want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.

What the world really needs is more love and less paper work.

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

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

Think about a woman. Doesn't know you're thinking about her. Doesn't care you're thinking about her. Makes you think about her even more.

Teach only love for that is what you are.

He who is in love is wise and is becoming wiser, sees newly every time he looks at the object beloved, drawing from it with his eyes and his mind those virtues which it possesses.

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.

I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same kind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of literature and speech and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.

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

It was the men I deceived the most that I loved the most.

Our affections as well as our bodies are in perpetual flux.

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