Motivational Quotes

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

The snow goose need not bathe to make itself white. Neither need you do anything but be yourself.

A false enchantment can all too easily last a lifetime.

Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

Self-love for ever creeps out, like a snake, to sting anything which happens to stumble upon it.

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.

You can't put a price tag on love, but you can on all its accessories.

For where there is true love, a man is neither out of measure lifted up by prosperity, nor cast down by mishap; whether you give or take away from him, so long as he keeps his beloved, he has a spring of inward peace. Thus, even though thy outward man grieve, or weep downright, that may well be borne, if only thy inner man remain at peace, perfectly content with the will of God.

Well-ordered self-love is right and natural.

Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself. [Roman 13:9]

Nowadays men cannot love seven night but they must have all their desires: that love may not endure by reason; for where they be soon accorded and hasty, heat soon it cooleth. Right so fareth love nowadays, soon hot soon cold: this is no stability. But the old love was not so.

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

Is your love for the Lord sufficient to give all your time and talents to his work?

People who do not love themselves can adore others, because adoration is making someone else big and ourselves small. They can desire others, because desire comes out of a sense of inner incompleteness, which demands to be filled. But they can not love others, because love is an affirmation of the living growing being in all of us. If you don't have it, you can't give it.

Love comes when manipulation stops; when you think more about the other person than about his or her reactions to you. When you dare to reveal yourself fully. When you dare to be vulnerable.

If I love you, what business is it of yours?

One would always want to think of oneself as being on the side of love, ready to recognize it and wish it well --but, when confronted with it in others, one so often resented it, questioned its true nature, secretly dismissed the particular instance as folly or promiscuity. Was it merely jealousy, or a reluctance to admit so noble and enviable a sentiment in anyone but oneself?

Love is the affinity which links and draws together the elements of the world... Love, in fact, is the agent of universal synthesis.

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

I never loved another person the way I loved myself.

There are few people who are not ashamed of their love affairs when the infatuation is over.

The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.

We can recognize the dawn and the decline of love by the uneasiness we feel when alone together.

We are not commanded (or forbidden) to love our mates, our children, our friends, our country because such affections come naturally to us and are good in themselves, although we may corrupt them. We are commanded to love our neighbor because our natural attitude toward the other is one of either indifference or hostility.

Practice being at home with yourself, as you step out to be with others.

One can be a soldier without dying, and a lover without sighing.

I do not think that what is called Love at first sight is so great an absurdity as it is sometimes imagined to be. We generally make up our minds beforehand to the sort of person we should like, grave or gay, black, brown, or fair; with golden tresses or raven locks; -- and when we meet with a complete example of the qualities we admire, the bargain is soon struck.

Love possesses not nor will it be possessed, for love is sufficient unto love.

There is only one happiness in life -- to love and to be loved.

The more you like yourself, the less you are like anyone else, which makes you unique.

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

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

The chameleon Love can feed on the air.

You talk too much, you laugh too loud, that's the price of love.

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.

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

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.

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

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

One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life; that word is love.

God proved His love on the Cross. When Christ hung, and bled, and died, it was God saying to the world, I love you.

It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.

Love is a perky elf dancing a merry little jig and then suddenly he turns on you with a miniature machine gun.

To love another person is to see the face of God. [Les Miserables]

If you could only love enough, you could be the most powerful person in the world.

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

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

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.

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.

No love is entirely without worth, even when the frivolous calls to the frivolous and the base to the base.

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