Motivational Quotes

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

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.

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

To love and be loved is the great happiness of existence.

An act of love that fails is just as much a part of the divine life as an act of love that succeeds, for love is measured by fullness, not by reception.

When love is in excess it brings a man no honor nor worthiness.

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

Love is rarer than genius itself. And friendship is rarer than love.

He who is in love is wise and is becoming wiser, sees newly every time he looks at the object beloved, drawing from it with his eyes and his mind those virtues which it possesses.

We love in another's soul whatever of ourselves we can deposit in it; the greater the deposit, the greater the love.

Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it.

'Light fuse and get away'may work for a Roman candle, but not so much for the wrath of a woman scorned.

By heaven, I do love: and it hath taught me to rhyme, and to be mekancholy.

Do all things with love.

I would rather live and love where death is king than have eternal life where love is not.

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

I don't want to live -- I want to love first, and live incidentally.

A heart that loves is always young.

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.

In real love you want the other person's good. In romantic love, you want the other person.

Love, while you are able to love.

Love is a better teacher than duty.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

To always be loved one must ever be agreeable.

After the verb To Love...To Help is the most beautiful verb in the world.

When first we met we did not guess that Love would prove so hard a master.

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.

Love all that has been created by God, both the whole and every grain of sand. Love every leaf and every ray of light. Love the beasts and the birds, love the plants, love every separate fragment. If you love each fragment, you will understand the mystery of the whole resting in God.

Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.

To love without role, without power plays, is revolution.

Love is not a matter of counting the years -- it's making the years count.

Love means never having to say you're sorry.

Love is like pi -- natural, irrational, and very important.

When you feel good about yourself, others will feel good about you, too.

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.

It is here, my daughters, that love is to be found -- not hidden away in corners but in the midst of occasions of sin. And believe me, although we may more often fail and commit small lapses, our gain will be incomparably the greater.

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

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

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

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

I never knew how to worship until I knew how to 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.

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.

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.

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

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.

I shall always be a priest of love.

It's afterwards you realize that the feeling of happiness you had with a man didn't necessarily prove that you loved him.

We always come back to our first love.

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