“I dig old books.”
Romance is the literature of hope. ~Damon Suede
Many are the starrs I see, but in my eye no starr like thee. ~English saying used on poesy rings
My heart to you is given:
Oh, do give yours to me;
We'll lock them up together,
And throw away the key.
I can no longer think of anything but you. In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you. I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession of me. ~Honore de Balzac, letter to Evelina Hanska, June 1836
See! the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea: -
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?
~Percy Bysshe Shelley, Love's Philosophy
Who would give a law to lovers? Love is unto itself a higher law. ~Boethius, The Consolation of Philosophy, A.D. 524
We loved with a love that was more than love. ~Edgar Allan Poe
In melody divine,
My heart it beats to rapturous love,
I long to call you mine.
I have the one right every woman in the world possesses—to give herself, body and soul, to the man she loves! ~E. Phillips Oppenheim, The Hillman, 1915
[M]y love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me to you with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break... ~Sullivan Ballou, letter to wife Sarah, 1861 July 14th
Who, being loved, is poor? ~Oscar Wilde
A hundred hearts would be too few
To carry all my love for you.
Ah me! why may not love and life be one? ~Henry Timrod
Once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul thro'
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
~Alfred Lord Tennyson
Love me and the world is mine. ~David Reed
I wish I had the gift of making rhymes, for methinks there is poetry in my head and heart since I have been in love with you. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne, letter to wife Sophia, 5 December 1839
All commands from your lips are sweet.... ~Byron Caldwell Smith, letter to Kate Stephens
Come to me, come with me! I am not rich, I am a gambler, and something of a bad fellow, I dare say, but I love you, and will give your starving soul what it longs for. I will make you happy — absolutely, immensely happy! We will dream our lives away in the good old Spanish fashion: 'Amar, amar, amar hasta morir!' And when we have nothing left, I shall still have your eyes, and your sweet, sweet lips. And you have me, body and soul for ever! I adore you. ~Anita Vivanti Chartres (1866–1942), The Hunt for Happiness, 1896 [A little altered. Don Pedro to Lea.
I love thee - I love thee,
'Tis all that I can say
It is my vision in the night,
My dreaming in the day.
There can be no happiness greater than that I enjoyed this afternoon with you, clasped in your arms, your voice mingling with mine, your eyes in mine, your heart upon my heart, our very souls welded together. ~Juliette Drouet, letter to Victor Hugo, 1835
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain. ~John Keats
My heart beats faster as you take my hand, my love grows stronger as you touch my soul. ~A.C. Van Cherub, 2009
I love your hills and I love your dales,
And I love your flocks a-bleating;
but oh, on the heather to lie together,
With both our hearts a-beating!
Two lovers in the rain have no need of an umbrella. ~Japanese Proverb
For me, there is no man on this earth but you. The others I perceive only through your love.... I do not know how to employ either my body or my soul, away from you. I only come to life again in your presence. I need your kisses upon my lips, your love in my soul. ~Juliette Drouet, letter to Victor Hugo, 1835
For you see, each day I love you more
Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.
You cannot imagine how happy your letter made me. No creature expresses, because no creature feels, the tender affections so perfectly as you do; and, after all one's philosophy, it must be confessed that the knowledge that there is some one that takes an interest in one's happiness, something like that which each man feels in his own, is extremely gratifying. We love, as it were, to multiply the consciousness of our existence, even at the hazard of what Montagu described so pathetically one night upon the New Road, of opening new avenues for pain and misery to attack us. ~William Godwin, letter to Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin, 1797 June 10th, Etruria
Blessed are the lovers....
they cling to one another
like small frightened animals who tremble, knowing they will die....
Their only strength against the wind and tide
are the beautifying words of all existence: I love you.
We shall grow old together to the end....
~Roberto Sosa, "The Most Ancient Names of Fire," translated by Jo Anne Engelbert
You know you're in love when you don't want to fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams. ~Dr. Seuss
No, you cannot live on kisses,
Though the honeymoon is sweet,
Harken, brides, a true word this is,—
Even lovers have to eat.
~Louise Bennett Weaver and Helen Cowles LeCron, "June," A Thousand Ways to Please a Husband with Bettina's Best Recipes, 1917
Your love is warmer than summer sunshine, your voice more gentle than the whispering breeze. ~Catherine Hart, Night Flame, 1989
If our two loves be one, or thou and I
Love so alike, that none doe slacken, none can die.
It is in your love that I have bathed, it is the wine of your love that I have drunk... ~Octave Mirbeau, A Chambermaid's Diary, translated from the French by Benjamin R. Tucker, 1900
My debt to you, Belovèd,
Is one I cannot pay
In any coin of any realm
On any reckoning day.
~Jessie B. Rittenhouse
I want a soul mate who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don't already know, and make me laugh. I don't care what you look like, just turn me on. And if you can do that, I will follow you on bloody stumps through the snow. I will nibble your mukluks with my own teeth. I will do your windows. I will care about your feelings. Just have something in there. ~Henry Rollins
Ah, lady, when I gave my heart to thee,
It passed into thy lifelong regency.
Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire. ~Napoleon Bonaparte, letter to wife Josephine, December 1795
Oh, hasten not this loving act,
Rapture where self and not-self meet:
My life has been the awaiting you,
Your footfall was my own heart's beat.
"We will never be separated again," he said, tenderly; and Margaret clung to him as if her whole soul demanded the fulfilment of that promise. ~August Bell, "Quicksands of Love," 1887
Passion is lightning and thunder of the soul, crashing waves of love, torrential lust, lava-hot kisses, body quaking, directed by storms of the heart. ~Terri Guillemets, "Blank pages of an already filled journal," 2011
There is no Heaven—this is the best;
O hold me closer to your breast;
Let your face lean upon my face,
That there no longer shall be space
Between our lips, between our eyes.
I feel your bosom's fall and rise.
~Amy Levy, "Christopher Found," c.1884
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words. ~William Shakespeare
There he lay—that recreant knight,
And a dark-eyed eastern damsel
Chained him in a bondage sweet;
Drunken with her flush of beauty,
All his world lay at her feet.
~J.J. Britton (1832–1913), "The False Knight"
To lovers, I devise their imaginary world, with whatever they may need, as the stars of the sky, the red, red roses by the wall, the snow of the hawthorn, the sweet strains of music, and aught else they may desire to figure to each other the lastingness and beauty of their love. ~Williston Fish, "A Last Will," 1898
Give me a kisse, and to that kisse a score;
Then to that twenty, adde a hundred more;
A thousand to that hundred; so kisse on,
To make that thousand up a million;
Treble that million, and when that is done,
Let's kisse afresh, as when we first begun.
~Robert Herrick, "To Anthea (III)"
So dear I love him, that with him all deaths I could endure, without him live no life. ~John Milton
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. ~William Shakespeare
You've knocked my existence askew,
and yet I'm straightaway in love with you!
You who have given me everything, you whose soul is so marvelously twin with mine... ~Octave Mirbeau, A Chambermaid's Diary, translated from the French by Benjamin R. Tucker, 1900
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, both are infinite.
Her lips on his could tell him better than all her stumbling words. ~Margaret Mitchell
...I can forget my very existence in a deep kiss of you. ~Byron Caldwell Smith, letter to Kate Stephens
Let now the chimneys blaze
And cups o'erflow with wine;
Let well-tuned words amaze
With harmony divine....
~Thomas Campion, "Winter Nights"
Come live in my heart and pay no rent. ~Samuel Lover
The Oriole weds his mottled mate,
The Lily weds the bee;
Heaven's marriage ring is round the earth,
Let me bind thee?
I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art. ~Thomas Moore
Angels, pixies, faerie dust
Treading love and living lust.
I could walk forever and a mile with one beautiful girl. ~A.C. Van Cherub, c.1989
Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are.
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips. ~Percy Bysshe Shelley, Prometheus Unbound
My whole heart for my whole life. ~French saying used on poesy rings
A man had given all other bliss,
And all his worldly worth for this,
To waste his whole heart in one kiss
Upon her perfect lips.
~Alfred, Lord Tennyson
How my memory treasures every sweet stray moment of our past — handclasp, kiss and heart-beat, the passion of those dear unfathomable eyes, the rustle of garments, the gliding steps and lingering farewells! ~Byron Caldwell Smith, letter to Kate Stephens
[L]eave a kiss but in the cup,
And I'll not look for wine.
~Ben Jonson, To Celia
Two souls, one heart. ~French saying used on poesy rings
What I do and what I dream
as the wine must taste of its own grapes.
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Lastly, do I vow, that mine eyes desire you above all things. ~Catherine of Aragon, 1535
...I must see you again — die in your arms or live in your embrace. ~Byron Caldwell Smith, letter to Kate Stephens