Motivational Quotes

It is of practical value to learn to like yourself. Since you must spend so much time with yourself you might as well get some satisfaction out of the relationship.

Frustrated love has been the incentive for many great works.

Lovers may be -- and indeed generally are -- enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.

Between lovers a little confession is a dangerous thing.

For aught that I could ever read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never did run smooth.

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.

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

I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.

Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.

But love is blind, and lovers cannot see What petty follies they themselves commit

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

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

Know that you are your greatest enemy, but also your greatest friend.

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.

Human Love... It is that extra creation that stands hurt and baffled at the place of death. Being human, wanting children and sunlight and breath to go on, forever.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

This is my commandment, that ye love one another. [Jesus, In John 15:12]

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.

The more connections you and your lover make, not just between your bodies, but between your minds, your hearts, and your souls, the more you will strengthen the fabric of your relationship, and the more real moments you will experience together.

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

Love alone could waken love.

Clenched Soul

We have lost even this twilight.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.

I have seen from my window
the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.
Sometimes a piece of sun
burned like a coin in my hand.

I remembered you with my soul clenched
in that sadness of mine that you know.

Where were you then?
Who else was there?
Saying what?
Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
when I am sad and feel you are far away?

The book fell that always closed at twilight
and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet.

Always, always you recede through the evenings
toward the twilight erasing statues.

Love is the total absence of fear. Love asks no questions. Its natural state is one of extension and expansion, not comparison and measurement.

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, I find, is like singing. Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves, though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much.

Only the really plain people know about love --the very fascinating ones try so hard to create an impression that they very soon exhaust their talents.

I was nauseous and tingly all over. I was either in love or I had smallpox.

If only the strength of the love that people feel when it is reciprocated could be as intense and obsessive as the love we feel when it is not; then marriages would be truly made in heaven.

Never marry but for love; but see that thou lovest what is lovely.

Love the moment and the energy of the moment will spread beyond all boundaries.

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

Know the self to be sitting in the chariot, the body to be the chariot, the intellect the charioteer, and the mind the reins.

To an ordinary human being, love means nothing if it does not mean loving some people more than others.

There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate such a union. The avoidance of this pain is the beginning of wisdom, for it is strong enough to contaminate the rest of our lives.

For in the end, we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will understand only what we are taught.

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

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.

Teach only love for that is what you are.

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

Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; where little fear grows great, great love grows there.

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

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.

Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.

A low self-love in the parent desires that his child should repeat his character and fortune.

Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love has changed to kindliness.

Some cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

Blue eyes say, Love me or I die; black eyes say, Love me or I kill thee.

I leave before being left. I decide.

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.

A man has only one escape from his old self: to see a different self in the mirror of some woman's eyes.

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