Motivational Quotes

They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.

What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives, acts, and experiences otherwise than we doà?

When you interact with another, an illusion is part of this dynamic. This illusion allows each soul to perceive what it needs to understands in order to heal.

Love's greatest gift is its ability to make everything it touches sacred.

Love is a state in which a man sees things most decidedly as they are not.

You couldn't get a clue during the clue mating season in a field full of horny clues if you smeared your body with clue musk and did the clue mating dance.

Love is the last relay and ultimate outposts of eternity.

Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?

Someday, after mastering winds, waves, tides and gravity, we shall harness the energy of love; and for the second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire.

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.

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

Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.

Do not keep the alabaster boxes of your love and tenderness sealed up until your friends are dead. Fill their lives with sweetness, speak cheering words while their ears can hear, and while their hearts can be thrilled and made happier by them. George

Between lovers a little confession is a dangerous thing.

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 way to a woman's heart is through your wallet.

Love and work are the cornerstones of our humanness.

What's so remarkable about Love at first sight? It's when people have been looking at each other for years that it becomes remarkable.

Love is the bridge between two hearts.

Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.

I love those who do not know how to live for today.

What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.

Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.

True love means two seeds grow separately until they join in Matrimony forever.

Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies; Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies.

If somebody says, I love you, to me, I feel as though I had a pistol pointed at my head. What can anybody reply under such conditions but that which the pistol-holder requires? I love you, too.

Love is a conflict between reflexes and reflections.

However it is debased or misinterpreted, love is a redemptive feature. To focus on one individual so that their desires become superior to yours is a very cleansing experience.

Love is a force more formidable than any other. It is invisible -- it cannot be seen or measured, yet it is powerful enough to transform you in a moment, and offer you more joy than any material possession could.

How many cares one loses when one decides not to be something, but to be someone.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be.

Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.

What is the main thing in love? to know and to hide. To know about the one you love and to hide that you love. At times the hiding (shame) overpowers the knowing (passion). The passion for the hidden -- the passion for the revealed.

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

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

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?

Love is the big booming beat which covers up the noise of hate.

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.

Love is an ocean of emotions entirely surrounded by expenses.

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

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

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.

A love affair with knowledge will never end in heartbreak.

Love seeks no cause beyond itself and no fruit; it is its own fruit, its own enjoyment. I love because I love; I love in order that I may love.

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 and stoplights can be cruel.

Everyone admits that love is wonderful and necessary, yet no one agrees on just what it is.

You will always have to live with yourself, and it is to your best interest to see that you have good company -- a clean, pure, straight, honest, upright, generous, magnanimous companion.

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