Motivational Quotes

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

Love is inseparable from knowledge.

Every man loves what he is good at.

When we are in love we seem to ourselves quite different from what we were before.

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

Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.

Love is a given, hatred is acquired.

Love will find a way. Indifference will find an excuse.

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.

To be able to say how much love, is love but little.

It is easier to guard a sack full of fleas than a girl in love.

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

At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.

Could you imagine how horrible things would be if we always told others how we felt? Life would be intolerably bearable.

A supreme love, a motive that gives a sublime rhythm to a woman's life, and exalts habit into partnership with the soul's highest needs, is not to be had where and how she wills.

Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source.

Lovers should also have their days off.

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

When love begins to sicken and decay it uses an enforced ceremony. [Julius Caesar]

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

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

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

Art is not necessary at all. All that is necessary to make this world a better place to live in is to love --to love as Christ loved, as Buddha loved.

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes... Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

In a great romance, each person plays a part the other really likes.

Loving people live in a loving world. Hostile people live in a hostile world. Same world.

If marriage is your object, you'd better start loving your subject.

Nuptial love makes mankind; friendly love perfects it; but wanton love corrupts and debases it.

All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon sand.

If you cannot inspire a woman with love of you, fill her above the brim with love of herself; all that runs over will be yours.

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.

People need loving the most when they deserve it the least.

To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.

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

But love is blind and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit; For if they could, Cupid himself would blush To see me thus transformed to a boy.

Many a man has fallen in love with a girl in light so dim he would not have chosen a suit by it.

Do not wish to be anything except what you are.

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

The way of peace is the way of love. Love is the greatest power on earth. It conquers all things.

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.

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

Don't worry about growing older or pleasing others. Please yourself.

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

Everything comes to us from others. To Be is to belong to someone.

The love of liberty is the love of others; the love of power is the love of ourselves. We cannot force love.

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.

You will find, as you look back upon your life, that the moments when you really lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love.

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.

Love and war are the same thing, and stratagems and policy are as allowable in the one as in the other.

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