Motivational Quotes

Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be.

Accept yourself as you are. Otherwise you will never see opportunity. You will not feel free to move toward it; you will feel you are not deserving.

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.

In the end, I decide that the mark we've left on each other is the color and shape of love. That the unfinished business between us. Because love, love is never finished. It circles and circles, the memories out of order and not always complete.

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

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.

Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.

One does not fall in love; one grows into love, and love grows in him.

Man's love is of man's life a part; it is a woman's whole existence. In her first passion, a woman loves her lover, in all the others all she loves is love.

Love matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life of vinegar.

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun.

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

Passion is seldom the end of any story, for it cannot long endure if it is not soon supplemented with true affection and mutual respect.

An orange on the table, your dress on the rug, and you in my bed, sweet present of the present, cool of night, warmth of my life.

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

Love and stoplights can be cruel.

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

I shall always be a priest of love.

Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin as self-neglecting.

Everybody forgets the basic thing; people are not going to love you unless you love them.

Love was as subtly caught, as a disease; But being got it is a treasure sweet, which to defend is harder than to get: And ought not be profaned on either part, for though 'Tis got by chance,'Tis kept by art.

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

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.

The more one loves a mistress, the more one is ready to hate her.

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.

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.

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

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

People are such great mysteries. Just when we think we have understood them, a wonderful new aspect shows in them.

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

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

It is easy to halve the potato where there is love.

I try to give to the poor people for love what the rich could get for money. No, I wouldn't touch a leper for a thousand pounds; yet I willingly cure him for the love of God.

Real love is a permanently self-enlarging experience.

Love is a spendthrift, leaves it arithmetic at home, is always in the red.

Follow love and it will flee, flee love and it will follow.

Love is like a fruit. It may look good, but you shouldn't bite in it until it's ripe.

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

The hind that would be mated by the lion must die for love.

Self-love exaggerates our faults as well as our virtues.

To dream of the person you would like to be is to waste the person you are.

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

But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.

Against love's fire fear's frost hath dissolution.

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

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

To always be loved one must ever be agreeable.

Great passions, my dear, don't exist: they're liars fantasies. What do exist are little loves that may last for a short or a longer while.

The hottest love has the coldest end.

Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back.

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