Motivational Quotes

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

Not all of us have to possess earthshaking talent. Just common sense and love will do.

Subdue your passion or it will subdue you.

Do you want to know a good way to fall in love? Just associate with all your pleasant experiences with someone, and disassociate from all the unpleasant ones.

If you have it [Love], you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have.

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.

The greatest weakness of most humans is their hesitancy to tell others how much they love them while they're still alive.

You can't buy love, but you can pay heavily for it.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Do not wish to be anything except what you are.

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

Love is the direct opposite of hate. By definition it's something you can't feel for more than a few minutes at a time, so what's all this bullshit about loving somebody for the rest of your life?

Love must be as much a light, as it is a flame.

Love touched her heart, and lo! It beats high, and burns with such brave hearts.

Love's pure silver flame gives each innermost spirit invisible warmth.

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

Love is a ocean of emotions entirely surrounded by expenses.

There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate such a union. The avoidance of this pain is the beginning of wisdom, for it is strong enough to contaminate the rest of our lives.

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.

Where love is concerned, too much is not even enough.

No cord nor cable can so forcibly draw, or hold so fast, as love can do with a twined thread.

Our first and last love is... self-love.

Women are often under the impression that men are much more madly in love with them than they really are.

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.

We cannot avoid using power, cannot escape the compulsion to afflict the world, so let us, cautious in diction and mighty in contradiction, love powerfully.

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.

Don't hold to anger, hurt or pain. They steal your energy and keep you from love.

The way is not in the sky. The way is in the heart.

Love is not to be purchased, and affection has no price.

Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love: Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues; Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent.

If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools.

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

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.

I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.

A healthy self-love means we have no compulsion to justify to ourselves or others why we take vacations, why we sleep late, why we buy new shoes, why we spoil ourselves from time to time. We feel comfortable doing things which add quality and beauty to life.

The way it actually works is the reverse. You must first be who you really are, then do what you need to do, in order to have what you want.

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

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

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

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

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.

Romantic love, in pornography as in life, is the mythic celebration of female negation. For a woman, love is defined as her willingness to submit to her own annihilation. The proof of love is that she is willing to be destroyed by the one whom she loves, for his sake. For the woman, love is always self-sacrifice, the sacrifice of identity, will, and bodily integrity, in order to fulfill and redeem the masculinity of her lover.

Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.

Nowadays men cannot love seven night but they must have all their desires: that love may not endure by reason; for where they be soon accorded and hasty, heat soon it cooleth. Right so fareth love nowadays, soon hot soon cold: this is no stability. But the old love was not so.

You are my lover and I am your mistress and kingdoms and empires and governments have tottered and succumbed before now to that mighty combination.

The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transform.

Doubt that the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.

I believe the greatest gift I can conceive of having from anyone is to be seen by them, heard by them, to be understood and touched by them.

Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.

O, how this spring of love resembleth the uncertain glory of an April day!

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