Motivational Quotes

Darkness can not drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

Love is shown in your deeds, not in your words.

I always like a good math solution to any love problem.

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

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.

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

When a man and a woman have an overwhelming passion for each other, it seems to me, in spite of such obstacles dividing them as parents or husband, that they belong to each other in the name of Nature, and are lovers by Divine right, in spite of human convention or the laws.

Nothing is more beautiful than the love that has weathered the storms of life. The love of the young for the young, that is the beginning of life. But the love of the old for the old, that is the beginning of things longer.

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

Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few.

Love and pity and wish well to every soul in the world; dwell in love, and then you dwell in God.

Love wholeheartedly, be surprised, give thanks and praise then you will discover the fullness of your life.

The best way will be to avoid each other without appearing to do so -- or if we jostle, at any rate not to bite.

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.

There exists, between people in love, a kind of capital held by each. This is not just a stock of affects or pleasure, but also the possibility of playing double or quits with the share you hold in the other's heart.

Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.

An affair wants to spill, to share its glory with the world. No act is so private it does not seek applause.

Oh, love is real enough; you will find it someday, but it has one archenemy -- and that is life.

Love is a better teacher than duty.

Love is the delusion that one man or woman differs from another.

If there is anything better than to be loved it is loving.

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.

The best way to know God is to love many things.

The advantage of love at first sight is that it delays a second sight.

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

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

But when a young lady is to be a heroine, the perverseness of forty surrounding families cannot prevent her. Something must and will happen to throw a hero in her way.

Some relationships start with fights... But, usually only in romantic comedies. Life's not the movies.

To fail to love is not to exist at all.

The root of the matter the thing I mean is love, Christian love, or compassion. If you feel this, you have a motive for existence, a guide for action, a reason for courage, an imperative necessity for intellectual honesty.

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

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

Love's reason's without reason.

Two separate, distinct personalities, not separate at all, but inextricably bound, soul and body and mind, to each other, how did we get so far apart so fast?

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

We don't believe in rheumatism and true love until after the first attack.

Love... Force it and it disappears. You cannot will love, nor even control it. You can only guide its expression. It comes or it goes according to those qualities in life that invite it or deny its presence.

Love thrives not in the heart that shadows dreadeth.

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.

In every question and every remark tossed back and forth between lovers who have not played out the last fugue, there is one question and it is this: Is there someone new?

The important thing was to love rather than to be loved.

Love is an ocean of emotions entirely surrounded by expenses.

We who were loved will never unlive that crippling fever.

Is it not by love alone that we succeed in penetrating to the very essence of being?

By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another. [John 13:35]

I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.

Now my love is thaw'd; which, like a waxen image'gainst a fire, bears no impression of the thing it was.

Love lacked a dwelling, and made him her place; And when in his fair parts she did abide, She was lodged and newly deified.

But miserable most, to love unloved? This you should pity rather than despise.

He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love. [I John]

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