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Quotations about Love
True, the poisonous breath of the world destroys our illusions, but they resuscitate at once when a ray of love falls upon our benumbed hearts, as the warmth of the sun revives the poor flowers withered by the ices of winter. ~J. De Finod
By love I mean a noble and sensuous passion, absorbing the energies of the soul, fulfilling destiny, and reducing all that has gone before it to the level of a mere prelude. ~Arnold Bennett (1867–1931)
If there is a day to act on the Love in your soul it is today, it is this moment. ~Mike Dolan, @HawaiianLife, tweet, 2015
With life as short as a half-taken breath,
do not plant anything but love.
~Rumi, interpreted by Coleman Barks
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. ~Gustave Flaubert (1821–1880), letter to Louise Colet, 1846, translated by Francis Steegmuller
Love. The indigenous nature of the soul... ~Morris Hyman, M.D. (b.1908), "The Intuition," Congenital Alterable Transmissible Asymmetry: The Spiritual Meaning of Disease and Science, 1970
When the histories shall all have been written, it will be found that the most victorious warrior of them all was Little Lord Love. ~Minna Thomas Antrim (1861–1950), Phases, Mazes, and Crazes of Love, 1904
Falling in love like this was like being converted! She was finding a soul as well as a heart... Funny how love for one person made you suddenly love the whole world... ~Dorothy Scarborough, Impatient Griselda, 1927
None can love well who are not worshipers of the beautiful. ~Henry James Slack (1818–1896), The Ministry of the Beautiful, "Conversation VIII: The Beech-wood," 1850
Love can only end in indifference. If it ends in hate, it hasn't ended. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
...surely he might call himself happier than most mortals, since so much of love's bliss had filled all the hours of his existence. ~Max Nordau (1849–1923), "The Art of Growing Old," How Women Love and Other Tales (Soul Analysis), translated from the German, 1896
She lay in the darkness made bright by the filtering moonbeams, stretched her arms above her head, and gave herself up to dreams. She felt no shame, no regret, but a still ecstasy, a wild exultation because of her love. All life, all bliss, all beauty would be hers and his, because they had given their hearts to each other. ~Dorothy Scarborough, Impatient Griselda, 1927 [a little altered –tg]
Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
~Khalil Gibran, The Prophet, 1923
Love is not everything. It is a part of one — perhaps the lower part — an accessory to man's life, needful for the continuation of the species. ~W. Somerset Maugham, "De Amicitia," Orientations, 1899
I learnt that men were moved by a savage egoism, that love was only the dirty trick nature played on us to achieve the continuation of the species, and I decided that, whatever aims men set themselves, they were deluded, for it was impossible for them to aim at anything but their own selfish pleasures. ~W. Somerset Maugham, The Summing Up, 1938
Who, being loved, is poor? ~Oscar Wilde
Love must be as much a light as a flame. ~Henry David Thoreau
Love is as changeless as the stars — and as fickle and uncertain as the moon and the tide. ~Helen Rowland, "Speaking of Love," 1922
There are always reasons why no one could ever love you — and always someone who considers them insufficient. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
To find someone who will love you for no reason, and to shower that person with reasons, that is the ultimate happiness. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Without love, what are we worth? Eighty-nine cents! Eighty-nine cents worth of chemicals walking around lonely. ~M*A*S*H, "Love Story," 1973, written by Laurence Marks [S1, E14, Hawkeye]
The hours I spend with you I look upon as a sort of perfumed garden.... Other men it is said have seen angels but I have seen thee and thou art enough. A light, a beauty, a grace — how often I have used these words. Divine vision, if not divine to all men divine at least to me... ~George Moore, letter to Maud Cunard
But we loved with a love that was more than love... ~Edgar Allan Poe, "Annabel Lee," 1849
If I love you, what business is it of yours? ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, translated from German
The hardest-learned lesson: that people have only their kind of love to give, not our kind. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1963
My debt to you, Belovèd,
Is one I cannot pay
In any coin of any realm
On any reckoning day...
~Jessie B. Rittenhouse
Love is like dew that falls on both nettles and lilies. ~Swedish proverb
Love is the chain that links earth to heaven. ~Thomas Clark Henley, A Handful of Paper Shavings, 1861
Helen Barnet knew all about love. Had she not lisped its praises in odes to the moon in her high-school days? It had to do with flowers and music and angels. ~Eleanor H. Porter, "Frosted Cakes and Shotguns," The Road to Understanding, 1917
We choose those we like; with those we love, we have no say in the matter. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1963
Too Slow for those who Wait,
Too Swift for those who Fear,
Too Long for those who Grieve,
Too Short for those who Rejoice;
But for those who Love,
Time is not.
~Henry Van Dyke, "Katrina's Sun-Dial," Music and Other Poems, 1904
Love is no respecter of age or practicality
Neither morality: unabashed
She enters where she will
Unheeding that her immortal fires
Burn up human hearts...
~Phillip Pulfrey, Beyond Me, 1999, www.originals.net
Love is an ocean of emotions entirely surrounded by expenses. ~Lord Dewar
When you're in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks. ~Natalie Clifford Barney (1876–1972), translated from French by Anna Livia
Though lovers' talk may be light and trivial, it often proves momentous as eternity. ~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Sparks from the Philosopher's Stone, 1882
You know you have found love when you can't find your way back. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
If grass can grow through cement, love can find you at every time in your life. ~Cher, as quoted in The Reader's Digest, 2004, www.cher.com, www.rd.com
While duty measures the regard it owes
With scrupulous precision and nice justice,
Love never reasons, but profusely gives,
Gives, like a thoughtless prodigal, its all,
And trembles then, lest it has done too little.
Take away love, and our earth is a tomb! ~Robert Browning, "Fra Lippo Lippi," Men and Women, 1855
Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds...
Occasionally it's good to spend a day or two checking on whether everyone you love knows it. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began. ~Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina, 1877, translated by Constance Garnett
Love is that flame which, when it is kindled,
Devours everything except the Beloved.
~Rumi, translator unknown
Take love as a sober man takes wine; do not become a drunkard. If your mistress is sincere and faithful, love her for that; but if she is not, if she is merely young and beautiful, love her for that; if she is agreeable and spirituelle, love her for that; if she is none of these things but merely loves you, love her for that. Love does not come to us every day. ~Alfred de Musset, The Confession of a Child of the Century, 1836, translated from French by Kendall Warren
Sometimes the shortest distance between two points is a winding path walked arm in arm. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
No one can understand love who has not experienced infatuation. And no one can understand infatuation, no matter how many times he has experienced it. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1963
They who meet on an April night
Are forever lost in love,
If there is moonlight all about
And there's no moon above.
~E. Y. "Yip" Harburg and Fred Saidy
[I first wrote this down as a young teenager riding in my parents' car one night. It was on their oldies radio station, and I loved the line. For years I didn't know the attribution, but I am so grateful to Katherine who wrote to let me know that it's in the dialogue just before the song "Old Devil Moon" in the musical Finian's Rainbow. Thank you! —tg]
I'd much rather love people... I love to love! It makes you feel so nice and warm and homey. ~Kate Langley Bosher, How It Happened, 1914
...so he shall never know how I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, Nelly, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire. ~Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights, 1847
The excesses of love soon pass, but its insufficiencies torment us forever. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1963
The arms of love encompass you with your present, your past, your future, the arms of love gather you together. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Southern Mail, 1929, translated from the French by Curtis Cate, 1971
Love makes man an angel, hate makes him a fiend. ~Thomas Clark Henley, A Handful of Paper Shavings, 1861
I chose you... Don't ever think I fell for you, or fell over you. I didn't fall in love, I rose in it. ~Toni Morrison, Jazz, 1992
An old man in love is like a flower in winter. ~Portuguese proverb
I don't think you can keep someone you truly love at arm's length on purpose, they'll always end up in your arms. ~Holly Nichole Miller
Love is the poetry of the senses. ~Honoré de Balzac
We picture love as heart-shaped because we do not know the shape of the soul. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Love and a cough cannot be hid. ~Proverb
Desire creates havoc when it is the only thing between two people, or when it is what's missing. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1963
A man is not where he lives but where he loves. ~Latin proverb
For you may perceive that he is not where he lives but where he loves, and more thoughts hath he in his head than you bees in your hives; and better it were for him to be naked among your wasps, though his body were all blistered, than to have his heart stung so with affection, whereby he is so blinded. ~John Lyly, Euphues and His England, 1580
He that truly Loves, dwells not where he lives, but where he Loves, He dwelleth in Love... ~Edward Hyde (1609–1674)
I had rather be loved than to be called a king in earth, or a lord in Heaven. ~Emily Dickinson, 1856
I need so much the quiet of your love,
After the day's loud strife;
I need your calm all other things above,
After the stress of life.
I crave the haven that in your dear heart lies,
After all toil is done;
I need the starshine of your heavenly eyes,
After the day's great sun!
~Charles Hanson Towne, "At Nightfall," The Quiet Singer and Other Poems, 1908
No one complains of being a prisoner of love who has ever been a prisoner of loneliness. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Pure love is as gentle as the moon and as constant as the sun. ~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Seven Seventy Seven Sensations, 1897
Love is as necessary to happiness, as is fire in winter. ~Minna Thomas Antrim (1861–1950), Sweethearts and Beaux, 1905
My opinion of love is, that it acts upon the human heart precisely as a nutmeg-grater acts upon a nutmeg. ~Percy Bysshe Shelley ["Shelley seldom indulged in a pleasantry, and William Godwin as seldom reported one; a jest of the former, given on the relation of the latter, is at least a rarity of facetiousness." ~Thomas Jefferson Hogg —tg]
Love is the greatest touch-up artist of all. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Love is credulity multiplied by two. ~Minna Thomas Antrim (1861–1950), Knocks Witty, Wise and —, 1905
...there is no hope for us in this painful, mysterious world save in giving ourselves to love. ~Byron Caldwell Smith (1849–1877), letter to Kate Stephens (1853–1938)
[Victor's] heart was on the sunny side of love... ~Jean Paul Friedrich Richter, Hesperus, or Forty-Five Dog-Post-Days: A Biography, translated from German by Charles T. Brooks, 1865
Love is a condition where the world seems to be standing still, and it's you who are spinning on your axis. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
To one looking on, there seems to be so very little romance in that wonderful country of America — and romance is the glamour which turns the dust of every-day life into a golden haze. ~Elinor Glyn, The Philosophy of Love, 1923
Love demands certain things as a right... ~Henry James, Washington Square, 1880
A good speech has a beginning, a middle and an end, the best example being, "I love you." ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Mumps, measles, and puppy love are terrible after twenty. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1963
...he's out of his head for love of you! ~Clyde Fitch, Barbara Frietchie, the Frederick Girl, 1900
Plant love everywhere, so that it grows through the cracks in hatred. ~Terri Guillemets
Smiles escape from clouds above and angels ring a chorus of your love. ~Daniel, @blindedpoet, tweet, 2010
Love, like light, beautifies everything it touches. ~Thomas Clark Henley, A Handful of Paper Shavings, 1861
If you truly love someone, they never leave you. They remain in your heart forever. ~The Haunted Mansion (movie), 2003, written by David Berenbaum [Master Gracey —tg]
Open your heart, and take us in,
Love — love and me.
~William Ernest Henley
Love is a divine fire which keeps the heart alive and glowing... ~Helen Rowland, "Speaking of Love," 1922
On a cloudy night, when nothing seems above, still, there is love. Always love. For something, from someone. It's never done. Never. ~Jeb Dickerson, @JebDickerson, tweet, 2009
It is a general rule, to which there is no exception, that man must love something. Under certain circumstances you would love even a rattlesnake; the loving fibre in man cannot remain entirely inert. The human soul abhors a vacuum; observe attentively the most hardened egoist, and at last you will find, like a little flower among the stones, an affection hidden under a fold of his soul. ~Claude Tillier (1801–1844), My Uncle Benjamin: A Humorous, Satirical, and Philosophical Novel, 1843, translated from the French by Benjamin R. Tucker, 1890 [a little altered —tg]
What an infinity of bliss the possession of your love seemed to me — the future so full of passionate sweet life that my spirit shrank blinded from trying to explore it; I stopped content with the delicious sense of that moment alone. ~Byron Caldwell Smith (1849–1877), letter to Kate Stephens (1853–1938)
There can be no end to my love. It is a fire I cannot put out. ~Kate Stephens, A Woman's Heart, 1906
And she had loved him with all the romance and enthusiasm of her eager little soul. ~Kate J. Neely, "Letty's Proposal," 1862
Here's to Love, the only fire against which there is no insurance. ~Toasts and After-Dinner Speeches, ed. William Young Stafford, 1903
Ah, lady, when I gave my heart to thee,
It passed into thy lifelong regency.
~Gilbert Parker, "Sacrifice," A Lover's Diary, 1894
Is it dream, or is it earnest, — those moon-lit walks upon the hills that skirt the city, when you watch the stars, listening to her voice, and feel the pressure of that jewelled hand upon your arm? — when you drain your memory of its whole stock of poetic beauties, to lavish upon her ear? Is it love, or is it madness, when you catch her eye, as it beams more of eloquence than lies in all your moonlight poetry, and feel an exultant gush of the heart, that makes you proud as a man, and yet timid as a boy, beside her? ~Ik Marvel (Donald Grant Mitchell, 1822–1908), Dream Life: A Fable of the Seasons
Didst thou but know the inly touch of love,
Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow
As seek to quench the fire of love with words.
~William Shakespeare, Two Gentlemen of Verona, c.1594 [II, 7, Julia]
It's a life-long battle, perhaps worth fighting, to try to love someone through the chinks in their armor. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
I loved her — love will find its way
Through paths where wolves would fear to prey...
~Lord Byron (1788–1824), "The Giaour: A Fragment of a Turkish Tale," 1813
Life only starts when love comes. ~Bill of Divorcement (film), 1932, screen play by Howard Estabrook and Harry Wagstaff Gribble, from the play by Clemence Dane
...a man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy. ~George Jean Nathan
Love isn't Cupid really. He's Jupiter and rules all the world. ~Clyde Fitch, Barbara Frietchie, the Frederick Girl, 1900
What good is love if you never ask anything of it? ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Why is it always, that a man of whatever age or condition, forbears to exhibit to those, whose respect for his judgment, and mental abilities he seeks only, the most earnest qualities of the heart, and those intenser susceptibilities of love, which underlie his nature, and which give a color, in spite of him, to the habit of his life? Why is he so morbidly anxious to keep out of sight any extravagances of affection, when he blurts officiously to the world, his extravagances of action, and of thought? Can any lover explain this to me? ~Ik Marvel (Donald Grant Mitchell, 1822–1908), Dream Life: A Fable of the Seasons
Ah me! why may not love and life be one? ~Henry Timrod (1828–1867)
Love makes time pass; time makes love pass. ~French proverb
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind:
Nor hath Love's mind of any judgement taste;
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste:
And therefore is Love said to be a child,
Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.
~William Shakespeare, Midsummer Night's Dream, c.1595 [I, 1, Helena]
Love may be blind, but his ears are monstrous keen. ~Minna Thomas Antrim (1861–1950), Phases, Mazes, and Crazes of Love, 1904
It is not that love is blind. It is that love sees with a painter's eye, finding the essence that renders all else background. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Love may be blind, but if you've ever known a blind person, they still know where everything is. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
To say that love is blind understates the case; surely only perverse incompetence can account for the fact that it so often chooses the hopelessly unattainable, the maddeningly unresponsive, or the entirely unsuitable. ~Dr. Idel Dreimer, lumpenbangenpiano.com
Those in love are blind with open eyes. ~English proverb
Love is blind but the neighbors are not. ~Spanish proverb
Love blinds the eyes and only regret will open them. ~Surinamese proverb
If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular? ~Author unknown
I love you as you are, but do not tell me how that is. ~Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin
Love will outwatch the stars, and light the skies
When the last star falls, and the silent dark devours;
God's warrior, he will watch the allotted hours...
~Edwin Markham, "Love's Vigil"
The music may have stopped but my heart beats to another tune, this rhythm called love. ~A. C. Van Cherub, 2009
Absence diminishes small loves and moderate passions, and it increases great ones — as the wind blows out candles but adds fury to fire. ~François VI, duc de La Rochefoucauld (1613–1680)
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder" of somebody else. ~"Poor Richard Junior's Philosophy," The Saturday Evening Post, 1903, George Horace Lorimer, editor
Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction. ~Antoine de Saint Exupéry, Wind, Sand and Stars, 1939, translated from the French by Lewis Galantière, 1967
She stole a piece of my heart but I couldn't ask for a better place I'd rather be imprisoned. ~Craig D. Slovak
Turn and see what pleasures woo you,
Let not Love in vain pursue you,
Seize the Blessings while you may.
~John Christopher Smith, "The Enchanter," 1760 ♫
Love is a word which every man defines according to his own "symptoms" and every woman translates according to her own emotions. ~Helen Rowland, "Speaking of Love," 1922
What is love?...
There is a strong wall about me to protect me:
It is built of the words you have said to me.
There are swords about me to keep me safe:
They are the kisses of your lips.
Before me goes a shield to guard me from harm:
It is the shadow of your arms between me and danger.
~Mary Carolyn Davies, "Love-songs," 1915
Without respect, love cannot go far or rise high: it is an angel with but one wing. ~Alexandre Dumas, fils
Love, like paint and putty, generally covers a multitude of defects. ~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Sparks from the Philosopher's Stone, 1882
Voluptuous bloom and fragrance rare
The summer to its rose may bring;
Far sweeter to the wooing air
The hidden violet of spring.
Still, still that lovely ghost appears,
Too fair, too pure, to bid depart;
No riper love of later years
Can steal its beauty from the heart.
~Bayard Taylor, "Young Love"
I see him only with my heart. ~Cid Ricketts Sumner, Tammy Out of Time, 1958
The warm sun charges life with glory, and makes me breathe deep and rejoice. More joy would be too much. I would rather live in a hovel and work my fingers to the bone than have money taint such a heaven of happiness as ours. For I have known riches and experienced love, and have found that the first is poverty, and the last is wealth, and that there is nothing on earth worth having but a love like ours. ~Laura L. Livingstone (Herbert Dickinson Ward), Lauriel: The Love Letters of an American Girl, 1901
Love touches the soul and awakens a desire so powerful that even the most vigilant heart is lured by its radiance. ~Jamie Lynn Morris
I am too amorous,—yes, I am too much in love with love... ~Octave Mirbeau, A Chambermaid's Diary, translated from the French by Benjamin R. Tucker, 1900
Hot lovers don't feel the cold. ~Dutch proverb
But I think it is hardly an argument against a man's general strength of character, that he should be apt to be mastered by love. A fine constitution doesn't insure one against small-pox or any other of those inevitable diseases. A man may be very firm in other matters, and yet be under a sort of witchery from a woman. ~George Eliot, Adam Bede
Love is not about grand intentions. It is about small attentions. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Love doth make stars to shine
In the gray, grieving skies of care.
~Julia Cooley Altrocchi (1893–1972), "Sentences That I Make Up," The Poems of a Child, Being Poems Written Between the Ages of Six and Ten, 1904
Oh, mon ami, I love myself through you. With you I am all that I would wish. ~George A. Dorsey, Young Low, 1917
Emily: I can trust that when I speak a word, he hears it. He gets its meaning.
Sue: A poet's definition of love.
~Dickinson, "There's a certain Slant of light," 2019, written by Hayes Davenport and Alena Smith [S1, E8]
Love! Immortality! it speedily became so hot in my breast, that I thought the geographers had misplaced the equator, and that it now ran directly through my heart. And from my heart poured out the feeling of love;—it poured forth with wild longing into the broad night. The flowers in the garden beneath my window breathed a stronger perfume. Perfumes are the feelings of flowers, and as the human heart feels most powerful emotions in the night, when it believes itself to be alone and unperceived, so also do the flowers, soft-minded, yet ashamed, appear to await for concealing darkness, that they may give themselves wholly up to their feelings, and breathe them out in sweet odours. Pour forth, ye perfumes of my heart, and seek beyond yon blue mountain for the loved one of my dreams! ~Heinrich Heine, "The Hartz Journey" (1824), Pictures of Travel, translated from German by Charles Godfrey Leland, 1855
Love is vanity covered thinly with sentiment; love is friendship sprinkled with star dust. ~Helen Rowland, "Speaking of Love," 1922
Sometimes love needs a rest from caring, and so bears for an intolerable few hours the guilt of not caring. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
He got up and put his arm on the woman's shoulder. "Girl…" There were so many things to say, but the best was just to say "Girl" and nothing more. And all that remained to be said could stay in the warmth of the heart, which was its place. ~Jean Giono (1895–1970), Regain, 1930, translated from the French by Henri Fluchè and Geoffrey Myers, Harvest, 1939
The learned compute that seven hundred and seven millions of millions of vibrations have penetrated the eye before the eye can distinguish the tints of a violet. What philosophy can calculate the vibrations of the heart before it can distinguish the colours of love? ~Pisistratus Caxton (Edward George Earle Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton), What Will He Do With It?
...the wanderlust can eat the heart out of love itself if love is fed only on the everyday joys and sorrows. ~Grace Isabel Colbron, book review of The Trail of the Hawk by Sinclair Lewis, 1915
Some say that true love is a mirage; seek it anyway, for all else is surely desert. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
...if you are truly a man, sure of yourself and confident of your strength, you may taste of life without fear and without reserve; you may be sad or joyous, deceived or respected; but be sure you are loved, for what matters the rest? ~Alfred de Musset, The Confession of a Child of the Century, 1836, translated from French by Kendall Warren
When love is not madness, it is not love. ~Pedro Calderón de la Barca
Madness! This love was a part of me, like my own flesh; it had taken the place of my blood and marrow; it possessed me entirely; it was I! ~Octave Mirbeau, "The Mission," The Torture Garden, 1899, translated from the French by Alvah C. Bessie, 1931
Perhaps love is always a madness in which all else is unimportant, disregarded, so that one moves in the midst of it unmindful of danger or of the day of awakening. ~Cid Ricketts Sumner, But the Morning Will Come, 1949
I love to kiss your lying lips—
when we love our honesty slips
but soul to soul is always true—
a love lie is truth in another hue
~Terri Guillemets, "Always true," 2008
Feelings pass like clouds but love endures like the sky. ~Peter Roberts, Omnipresent LOVE, @evolvewithlove, tweet, 2014
It's a simple sentiment, "I love you," and yet so hard sometimes to get the wording right. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Don't you see sunbeams in my eyes?
Mamma does, they're love you know...
~Ouina (Cora L. V. Scott Richmond), given through her Medium "Water Lily," "Sunbeams," Ouina's Canoe, 1882 [a little altered —tg]
Love is life. Selfishness is death. Think of one who has no throb outside of himself; is he not entombed in a grave more dark than that of earth? The moment one begins to love, if only a dog, he begins to live. To love something that is different from one's self — a flower, a star, a human soul — what power is in it, what stir of all the faculties! Oh, the manifold life of love. How it flows and streams away on every side, in love of father and mother, brother and sister, husband and wife, and friend, and little children, of the tiniest speck and grandest orb. We rejoice in all things. Every sound is a delight. The very worm beneath our feet thrills us. We are alive all over. ~Putnam, as quoted in The Christian Pioneer, 1874
Requited love is blissful state,
No mortals can themselves create:
We know not why to us 'tis given—
Enough: we know it is of Heaven.
~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Sparks from the Philosopher's Stone, 1882
In the midst of pain and urgent trouble we can not realize the supreme happiness of being loved — sweetest and deepest of all meditations.... ~Byron Caldwell Smith (1849–1877), letter to Kate Stephens (1853–1938)
Love is the second prevailing virtue, that adorns her character. Without it she is like a closed blossom which exhibits neither its beauty or its fragrance; love reveals her inward mystery. ~Frederick A. Rauch, "Of Woman," 1840
Love turns the sensible stupid and the shy wild. ~Russian proverb
Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end. ~Germaine de Staël, unverified
But, oh, how much a heart can hold. ~Coventry Patmore, "Rejected," The Angel in the House, 1854
Nobody has ever measured, even the poets, how much a heart can hold. ~Zelda Fitzgerald (1900–1948), as quoted in Nancy Milford, Zelda, 1970
Although love may be planted in the lowest places, its foliage and fruits may reach to the skies. ~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Sparks from the Philosopher's Stone, 1882
For some it is love undeniably. For others it is making it work, never actually knowing what it is. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Are you a man, Octave? Do you see the leaves falling from the trees, the sun rising and setting? Do you hear the ticking of the clock of time with each pulsation of your heart? Is there, then, such a difference between the love of a year and the love of an hour? I challenge you to answer that, you fool, as you sit there looking out at the infinite through a window not larger than your hand. ~Alfred de Musset, The Confession of a Child of the Century, 1836, translated from French by Kendall Warren
To lovers! — the have-been's, the are-now's, and the may-be's. ~Minna Thomas Antrim, A Book of Toasts, 1902
Lovers needn't always agree, anymore than poetry need always rhyme. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
...for sadness flies
When love is seen in beauty's eyes!
~Jessee H. Butler, "Twenty-One," Home: Femme Heroic and Miscellaneous Poems, 1875
I see that you believe in love such as the poets and romancers have represented... The poets represent love as the sculptors design beauty, as the musicians create melody; that is to say, endowed with an exquisite nervous organization, they gather up with discerning ardor the purest elements of life, the most beautiful lines of matter, and the most harmonious voices of nature.... To try to find in real life such love as this, eternal and absolute, is the same thing as to seek on the public squares such a woman as Venus or to expect nightingales to sing the symphonies of Beethoven. ~Alfred de Musset, The Confession of a Child of the Century, 1836, translated from French by Kendall Warren
Can the sea be empty of salt,
Or love of sorrow?
~John Robinson Jeffers, "Salt Sand"
Passionate love can become passionate hatred only when a germ of love survives. ~Minna Thomas Antrim (1861–1950), Sweethearts and Beaux, 1905
What we seek in the end is not unconditional love but a love for which we, uniquely in all the world, meet all the conditions. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
A goddess not inglorious in the skies
Is Venus... O sovereign, sea-born Venus...
Never with wild ungovern'd sway
Rush on my heart, and force it to obey:
For not the light'ning's fire,
Nor stars swift-darting through the sky,
Equal the shafts sent by this son of Jove,
When his hand gives them force to fly,
Kindling the flames of love.
~Euripides (c.484–406 BCE), Hippolytus, translated by R. Potter, 1781 [Introductory poem, nurse, and chorus; Hoyt & Ward, 1881, quoted: "Venus, thy eternal sway / All the race of men obey." —tg]
If you would be loved, love and be loveable. ~Benjamin Franklin, 1755
Love is mostly valor, with little discretion. ~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Seven Seventy Seven Sensations, 1897
Love is a decision you might wisely reconsider, if it were a decision, and you could reconsider it, and you were likely to be any wiser. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com, 2018
You divide my soul into love and be-loved, with no discernible boundaries. ~Terri Guillemets
So I'll sit and rock and be happy,
And meditate mostly on love!...
Love for my mother and dad...
And love for the friends I have had!
Love for the blessings God gives me,
Love for the sunshine and showers,
Love for the creatures God put here,
And love for the trees and the flowers...
~Gertrude Tooley Buckingham (1880–1971), "To Ruth Ann"
If her unhappiness does not destroy my happiness, and if her happiness does not make me happy, I do not love her. ~Mark Rutherford (William Hale White)
O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away!
~William Shakespeare, Two Gentlemen of Verona, c.1594 [I, 3, Proteus]
Love is like an April day,
Half of sunshine, half of shower;
Right the poets, they who say
Love is like an April day—
Silver lined, deny who may,
Are the clouds that darkly lower—
Love is like an April day,
Half of sunshine, half of shower.
Sometimes a couple stays together for the sake of the kids — two kids who pledged to be forever true. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
The road of love does not know distance. ~Surinamese proverb
Love came to me when I was young;
He brought me songs, he brought me flowers;
Love wooed me lightly, trees among,
And dallied under scented bowers;
And loud he carolled: "Love is King!"
For he was riotous as spring
And careless of the hours,—
When I was young...
~Francis Howard Williams, "Love Came To Me," The Flute-Player and Other Poems, 1894
Love consists of a little sighing, a little crying, a little dying — and a deal of lying. ~Author unknown
Love never lets you get away with an unspoken lie. It makes you tell it. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Love believes there is something worth living for. ~Thomas Clark Henley, A Handful of Paper Shavings, 1861
My heart aches love for you. ~Terri Guillemets
Love is a sweet tyranny, because the lover endureth his torments willingly. ~Proverb
True love is a delightful slavery. ~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Seven Seventy Seven Sensations, 1897
Melibea: I would rather you tear my flesh and take out my heart than to say those words here.
Celestina: Without ripping your clothes, love dove into your bosom; I will not slash your flesh to heal it.
Melibea: What do you call this pain that has taken command of the best of my body?
Celestina: Sweet love!
Melibea: Tell me what that is, for only hearing it I am happy.
Celestina: It is a hidden fire, a pleasant thorn, a tasty poison, a sweet bitterness, a delectable pain, a joyful torment, a sweet and savage wound, a soft death.
~La Celestina, 1499 [This Spanish dialogue-only novel is attributed to Fernando de Rojas (c.1465–1541). The first version, Comedia de Calisto y Melibea, was published anonymously in 1499, was written as early as 1483, and was likely written by someone other than Rojas. A later revised and expanded version, el Tragicomedia, appeared in 1502. The work, which is considered to be the first of the Spanish Renaissance, was not titled Celestina until 1519. The lines quoted here are compiled from multiple translations. Trivia: Caspar Barth in 1624 issued a Latin version under the title Pornoboscodidascalus Latinus. Mabbe's translation from 1631, long considered the best English version, reads "Englished from the Spanish of Fernando de Rojas by James Mabbe." If you'd like to try Englishing it yourself, I've used my barely literate modern Spanish to track down the scene in the original medieval Spanish, in Google Books, a facsimile of the first known edition, el décimo acto: CLICK TO READ. Celestina dice: «Amor dulce... es un fuego escondido, una agradable llaga, un sabroso veneno, una dulce amargura, una delectable dolencia, un alegre tormento, una dulce e fiera herida, una blanda muerte.» —tg]
In the past few years, psychology researchers have found a good deal of literal truth embedded in the metaphorical phrases comparing love to pain. Neuroimaging studies have shown that brain regions involved in processing physical pain overlap considerably with those tied to social anguish. The connection is so strong that traditional bodily painkillers seem capable of relieving our emotional wounds. Love may actually hurt, like hurt hurt, after all. ~Eric Jaffe, "Why Love Literally Hurts," in the Association for Psychological Science Observer, 2013, psychologicalscience.org
What Jack remembered and craved in a way he could neither help nor understand was the time... when Ennis had come up behind him and pulled him close, the silent embrace satisfying some shared and sexless hunger. They had stood that way for a long time in front of the fire... Ennis’s breath came slow and quiet, he hummed, rocked a little in the sparklight, and Jack leaned against the steady heartbeat, the vibrations of the humming like faint electricity and, standing, he fell into sleep that was not sleep but something else drowsy and tranced... Later, that dozy embrace solidified in his memory as the single moment of artless, charmed happiness in their separate and difficult lives. Nothing marred it... ~Annie Proulx, "Brokeback Mountain," in The New Yorker, 1997
Only yourself can heal you,
Only yourself can lead you,
The road is heavy going
And ends where no man knows;
Take love when love is given,
But never think to find it
A sure escape from sorrow
Or a complete repose.
~Sara Teasdale, "Day's Ending (Tucson)"
Happiness is having everything you've worked for and someone for whom you'd give it all up who would never ask you to. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love. The running across fields into your lover's arms can only come later when you're sure they won't laugh if you trip. ~Jonathan Carroll, Outside the Dog Museum, 1992, jonathancarroll.com
The Old Man once said: "Every normal man has the mating impulse, but not every one has the capacity to love." I know there are those who deny love — and they will not understand. I am sorry for them. What has life meant for them? Only illusion. And they have missed the one, the great illusion! I am sorry for them. ~George A. Dorsey, Young Low, 1917
You see, I'd never stopped to wonder why it was that millions of boys all over creation weren't seeing her and instantly falling in love with her, worshipping her body and mind and soul and spirit as I did. It never occurred to me until this precise moment that maybe lots of boys wouldn't have thought she was gorgeous. Maybe she only seemed so gorgeous to me because — and this is the shocker — her face came alive when I walked in front of it. ~Author unknown [I think I got this from Sassy or a similar magazine — 1987 or 1988'ish — but then I lost the article; does anyone know the attribution? —tg]
Don't you find it easier to do hard things when you stop to think love-thoughts? Love makes the burden light. ~Frank T. Bayley, Little Ten-Minutes, 1903 [a little altered —tg]
Friendship, as some sage poet sings,
Is chasten'd Love, depriv'd of wings,
Without all wish or power to wander;
Less volatile, but not less tender:
Yet says the proverb—"Sly and slow
"Love creeps, even where he cannot go;"
To clip his pinions then is vain,
His old propensities remain;
And she, who years beyond fifteen,
Has counted twenty, may have seen
How rarely unplum'd Love will stay;
He flies not—but he coolly walks away.
~Charlotte Turner Smith (1749-1806), "On the Aphorism, 'L'Amitié est l' Amour sans ailes.'"
Lovers should cease trying to rob the future of its emotions. ~Minna Thomas Antrim (1861–1950), Sweethearts and Beaux, 1905
To find love some day—there was a fit ambition for every human heart! But how often it was pushed aside by greed, by cynicism, by selfishness, by fear—by any number of cold and worldly things! ~Burton E. Stevenson, The Kingmakers, 1922
I love, till my heart is red as February and purple as March. ~Emily Dickinson
The eternal question, as old as love. Love is so curious! We are always wondering why we are the recipient. Man says to maid and maid says to man: 'Why do you love me?' Why does the bee select the flower he kisses? Or the humming bird that one nectar cup from out the multitude? I don't know. I suppose there are no two beings alike in the whole world. We choose. We mate. I can catalogue your features and describe the traits of the object of my love. But that hardly tells the story. No part of me singled you out. It was all of me. It must be intuition — or chance, as the thunderbolt selects the object it will destroy. The shaft flies through space. It strikes. Who guides it? What guides it? Sometimes the course of love's shaft is straight, swift, and sudden. It may dally along the way for years before it strikes. Love is subtle, my dear — full of moods and whims. As delicate, and as strong, as a silken web. Do you think it well to dissect it? ~George A. Dorsey, Young Low, 1917 [a little altered —tg]
Your heart knows true love when it finds it, our job is to look until it finds us. ~John Sarasien, @shadowbat2034, August 2010 entry to The Quote Garden create your own quote contest on Twitter, @quotegarden
When first we fall in love, we feel that we know all there is to know about life, and perhaps we are right. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1963
You know it's true love when reality sets in and it doesn't change a thing. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Christianity claims to be pre-eminently the religion of love, in the widest sense of that term.... it cannot be denied that much good would have resulted if more emphasis had been placed by the Apostles on certain phases of the domestic relations. That Romantic Love is not alluded to in the New Testament need not cause any surprise, for that sentiment cannot have existed in those days when Courtship and Individual Choice were unknown. But there are passages in St. Paul's writings which were probably the seeds from which grew the mediæval contempt for marriage and women. And although marriage is now zealously guarded by the Church, Love of the romantic sort is no doubt looked upon even to‑day by many an austere clergyman as a harmless youthful epidemic—a sort of emotional measles—rather than as a new æsthetico-moral sentiment destined to become the strongest of all agencies working for the improvement of the personal appearance, social condition, and happiness of mankind. ~Henry T. Finck, "Christianity and Love," Romantic Love and Personal Beauty: Their Development, Causal Relations, Historic and National Peculiarities, 1887
We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person. ~W. Somerset Maugham, The Summing Up, 1938
We're all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love. ~Robert Fulghum, True Love, 1997, robertleefulghum.com
Once a man has won a woman's love, the love is his forever. He can only lose the woman. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
I saw them kissing in the shade
and knew the sum of all my lore:
God gave them Youth, God gave them Love,
and even God can give no more.
~Frederic Ridgely Torrence, The House of a Hundred Lights: A Psalm of Experience After Reading a Couplet of Bidpai, 1899
Love is a river of risk that ends in an ocean of security. ~Terri Guillemets
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs... ~William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, c.1594 [I, 1, Romeo]
Love is all we have to push back against the fact that we are but tiny blips in the endless flux of matter. ~Robin Bates, "Grieving for a Loved One," BetterLivingThroughBeowulf.com, 2018
Love brightens even the Valley of the Shadow of Death. ~Thomas Clark Henley, A Handful of Paper Shavings, 1861
Before you pledge your undying love to someone, make them promise they won't die. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
There's no denying that the only real unhappiness in life is losing a man.... Death isn't nature's greatest mistake — falling in love is. If we didn't do that, all the misery in life would be cut right out of it. Oh my goodness, so would all the fun. So, what are you gonna do about it. ~When Ladies Meet, 1941 movie written by Rachel Crothers, John Meehan, Leon Gordon, S.K. Lauren, and Anita Loos, spoken by the character Bridgie Drake [I got this directly from the later movie, but I'm not sure if the same quote is also in the 1933 movie or the 1932 play — does anyone out there know? —tg]
Oh! my friend, when you feel bursting on your lips the vow of eternal love, do not be afraid to yield, but do not confound wine with intoxication; do not think the cup divine because the draft is of celestial flavor; do not be astonished to find it broken and empty in the evening. ~Alfred de Musset, The Confession of a Child of the Century, 1836, translated from French by Kendall Warren
Love is metaphysical gravity. ~R. Buckminster Fuller, Critical Path, 1981
Love is at first a set of delusions, which, as time goes by, are discarded like training wheels, and you love truly. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
...love is a wilful, adorable child that teases you till you give him his own way. ~Clyde Fitch, Barbara Frietchie, the Frederick Girl, 1900
Their antique winter'd love is fresh as this morning's kiss. ~Terri Guillemets, "Together," 2002
...love! the two-edged sword, the flower-strewn poison, the dread cause of every misery! ~Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin Shelley (1797–1851), The Fortunes of Perkin Warbeck, 1830
Love is my religion — I could die for that. ~John Keats, 1819
I seek the counsel of your heartbeat
and the calm song of your voice,
your warm breath and the security
of your gentle touch — my soul rests
quietly and peacefully, in your arms.
~Terri Guillemets, "Serenity found," 2009
It is not necessary to be strong in every place if in the place you are vulnerable, you are loved. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
How grand it is this falling out of love—
This falling out of you into the world!
I had forgotten how the rivers move…
I had forgotten how a leaf is curled…
I think I had forgotten that the sun
Is warmer than the beaming of your eyes...
Now I can celebrate again the rites
Of the world's loving; share its ecstasies...
~Dorothy Thompson, 1920s
I tell again the oldest and the newest story of all the world, — the story of Invincible Love! This tale divine — ancient as the beginning of things, fresh and young as the passing hour — has forms and names various as humanity. ~Amelia E. Huddleston Barr, A Rose of a Hundred Leaves: A Love Story, 1891
A man finds love and is satisfied. A woman finds love and insists on turning it into happiness. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
In the treasure map of life, X marks love. ~Terri Guillemets
She thinks your lady-love will rule you as the moon rules the tides. ~George Eliot, Adam Bede
Love is never a waste of time. ~Elizabeth Stucley (Elizabeth Florence Northmore, 1906–1974), "The End of the Club," Teddy Boys' Picnic, 1958
candlelight, moonlight, starlight—
the brightest glow is love light
There is a language of love, which is to say, a truth that does not tell all and a lie that does not deceive. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
No one has ever loved anyone the way everyone wants to be loved. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1963
They loved with a love that was frayed around the edges but strong at the seams. ~Terri Guillemets
Love is the master-key, he went on thinking, — love is the master-key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and most easily of all, the gate of fear. ~Oliver Wendell Holmes, "A Mortal Antipathy," 1869
Love is given to us as a time, but to keep it always, we must make it a place. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Never love a wild thing... He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can't give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That's how you'll end up... If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky. ~Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany's, 1958
Love is when you can be your true self with someone, and you only want to be your true self because of them. ~Terri Guillemets
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach...
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning, "Translations: Sonnets from the Portuguese," №. XLII, 1850
Be it in the garden, the nursery or the bedroom, a loving touch compensates for an unskilled hand. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving oneself, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance. ~Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
Love blooms all sorts of flowers, thorns, and nettles. ~Terri Guillemets
And he could glance at her continually as she bent over the fruit, while the level evening sunbeams stole through the thick apple-tree boughs and rested on her round cheek and neck as if they too were in love with her. ~George Eliot, Adam Bede
I guess, when you get down to it, a loving touch compensates for an unskilled hand about everywhere except in an airplane cockpit. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Life can be hard but if you've got somebody to love — yay! ~Terri Guillemets
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two. ~Louis de Bernières, Captain Corelli's Mandolin, 1994
Love is the silent saying and saying of a single name. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1963
Outlawed, but not alone, for Love
Is outlawed, too.
You cannot banish us, proud world:
We banish you.
~Alfred Noyes, "The Outlaw," in The Century Magazine, 1912
Love is the distilled essence of purity — and the triple extract of sin. ~Helen Rowland, "Speaking of Love," 1922
Love works. Lust plays. ~Terri Guillemets
If love does not know how to give and take without restrictions, it is not love, but a transaction that never fails to lay stress on a plus and a minus. ~Emma Goldman, "The Tragedy of Woman's Emancipation," Anarchism and Other Essays, 1911
Free love? As if love is anything but free! Man has bought brains, but all the millions in the world have failed to buy love. Man has subdued bodies, but all the power on earth has been unable to subdue love. Man has conquered whole nations, but all his armies could not conquer love. Man has chained and fettered the spirit, but he has been utterly helpless before love. High on a throne, with all the splendor and pomp his gold can command, man is yet poor and desolate, if love passes him by. And if it stays, the poorest hovel is radiant with warmth, with life and color. Thus love has the magic power to make of a beggar a king. Yes, love is free; it can dwell in no other atmosphere. In freedom it gives itself unreservedly, abundantly, completely. All the laws on the statutes, all the courts in the universe, cannot tear it from the soil, once love has taken root. ~Emma Goldman, "Marriage and Love," Anarchism and Other Essays, 1911
I offer you the remedy of Free Love as an antidote for enforced lust, and the world will have to take it before the disease can be cured. ~Victoria Claflin Woodhull Martin, Tried As By Fire; or, The True and the False, Socially, 1874
When I am gone, my love, do not look for me in the places we used to go to together. Look for me in the places we always planned to go to together. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
no maths can entail love—
lovers belong to infinity
We believe love trumps hate. ~Randi Rhodes, "What Liberals Believe," in Air America: The Playbook, 2006, randirhodes.com
[L]ove is a magician who can make anchors of shadows and cables of cobwebs; can extract honey from gall, and gall from honey. ~Jane Harvey, Memoirs of an Author, 1812
Love is the magician that paints roses in a woman's cheek — and leaves wrinkles in her heart. ~Helen Rowland, "Speaking of Love," 1922
Love is the magician of the ages, the quickening spirit of the eternities, the mightiest power of the universe, forever the same through endless aeons. ~C. A. Tillinghast, "The Ultimate Principle," 1916
Love is a magician that can make hearts change places in a second. Presto chango! ~Clyde Fitch, Barbara Frietchie, the Frederick Girl, 1900
[L]ove is the magician with ample power to clothe the bare walls of life with the beauty of June, and fill its blankest spaces with music and flowers. ~James Fotheringham, "The Love Poems: Natural Magic," Studies in the Poetry of Robert Browning, 1888
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat. ~Ben Hecht, quoted by Kathleen Carroll in New York Sunday News, per The Reader's Digest, 1969
And so our conception of religion is getting roomier and more inclusive today, and love is the magician who has enlarged the temple! ~The Christian Leader, 1928
Love is the only bow on Life's dark cloud. It is the Morning and the Evening Star. It shines upon the cradle of the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of Art — inspirer of poet, patriot, and philosopher. It is the air and light of every heart — builder of every home — kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody, for Music is the voice of Love. Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to joy, and makes right royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower — the heart — and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts — but with it earth is heaven, and we are gods. ~Robert G. Ingersoll, "Orthodoxy," 1884
Feed the body with a thousand pleasures and it is the same dead thing always. Only the spirit is capable of a multiplied life, and to the loving spirit the very stocks and stones open into avenues of glory. Love is the magician's wand that shows the secret riches of the most barren spot. It is Aladdin's lamp that compels the finest ministries. How weak we are when we are selfish. How strong when we are loving... We give from the finite, but we receive from the Infinite. Love is creative. It is continually producing, unfolding, enlarging, sweeping into new forms of beauty and power. Selfishness withers, compresses, annihilates. It is the grave. Love is resurgent, triumphant, immortal, unbounded. It comprehends all, assimilates all, achieves all; in a word, it is life. ~Putnam, as quoted in The Christian Pioneer, 1874
Love is the inspiration of all life and achievement. It was Love that called us into being. It was Love that pushed on to do and be. Love as inspiration is the mother of art; the quickener of poetry; the composer of music. Love is the magician who waves his wonderful wand over our thoughts and plans, making us awake to the passion of sacred movements that advances the world of humanity... Take the inspiration of love out of the world and we would make the world poor and sordid. ~Elwin Lincoln House, "The Psychology of Love," The Drama of the Face and Other Studies in Applied Psychology, 1919
In the line of Emerson and Whitman, Phelps strongly asserts the need for the poet to listen, to feel, to touch, to learn to see. Love is a magician, it is Merlin. It changes the drabness of everyday, unfetters the soul and the imagination, transcends reality. It is an escape from the self... ethereal butterflies alight gently on the very essence of the feeling. ~Rumanian Review, 1998
Transformation is a magical process, and there are conditions which are requisite to success: unwavering hope; pure and ardent desire; brooding devotion. If all the conditions are maintained, that intellectual vision is surrounded with a magnetic knot, through which the fiery, winged powers of the heart surge, until they have raised its rate of vibration a whole octave nearer to their own, and so have transformed it. Unwavering love is a magical power. ~A. D., in The Theosophical Quarterly, 1926
Yes, we have a tremendous need for love — love that captures our hearts and nourishes our spirits. In fact, our capacity to give and receive love is what ultimately defines us. Nothing we have "accomplished" in our lifetimes matters as much as the way we have loved one another. Love is a magical energy that is the very anchor, substance, and essence of life. ~Alan D. Wolfelt, Loving from the Outside In, Mourning from the Inside Out, 2012, www.centerforloss.com
Love is a magical thing. ~Warren Norvin Winslow, 1949
No pow'r could divide us, no terrors dismay,
No treasures could bribe us, no falshood betray,
No demons could tempt us, no pleasures could move,
No magic could bind us but the magic of Love,
The spell round my Heart was the Image of you,
Then how could I fail to be constant and true...
~John Christopher Smith, "The Enchanter," 1760 ♫
Yes, falling in love is a magical, momentous life event... ~Judith Sills, A Fine Romance, 1987, www.judithsills.com
Ah, how love's magic softens all earth's blunders,
Working its wonders with a fairy hand!
Making the garden, with the pale light streaming
From the moon's gleaming, an Enchanted Land.
~Gustav Davidson, The Madrigal, 1917
How wondrous is the magic glow
That Love's impressions throw on earth!
~Charles Morris, "The Magic of Love," Lyra Urbanica, 1840
Althea became wonderfully better as the days went on, and the lamp-maker's wife used to say that it was all through the garland of wild olive; but I am not so sure about that. I like to think it was the magic of love, which then, as now, gives each one of us fresh life and hope. When strength is failing, and hope is fading, there is surely no magic more potent than the magic of love. ~Beatrice Harraden, Untold Tales of the Past, 1897
All the magic of love, all its fire and rapture and sweet terror, seemed to flame up and burst into his soul... ~Ivan Turgenev, The Torrents of Spring, 1872, translated from the Russian by Constance Garnett, 1897
She was a picture of health and good temper. Her hair fell in careless folds over her shoulders, and like two stars there was the magic of love and tenderness in her eyes. And those ruddy cheeks seemed as though they had been bathed in the dew of the mountain heather. ~David Pugh Griffiths, The Last of the Quills, 1902
I wait in love's magic garden,
When the moon-white air is cool;
When the south-wind wakes each perfume,
As it ripples o'er the pool...
~J. M. Stuart-Young, "Love's Magic Garden," Minor Melodies, 1921
Like a dragon, love is a magical paradox. Sometimes fierce. Sometimes tender. Always mysterious. Love is magical because we have spacious imaginations that allow us to be inside the reality of others. ~Kathleen Keating, The Love Therapy Book, 1992
Love is a magical maze that intrigues lovers to get lost in its mystery... ~John Scott Williams, "Hopes Wishes and Dreams," Read My Mind, 2007, AnEyeFullOfEarCandy.com
The magic of love! It softens the heart for all that suffers in solitude. ~Normyx (Norman Douglas, 1868–1952), "Nerinda," Unprofessional Tales, 1901
Romeo and Juliet... It is the conquest of young affection over ancient hate, working, by Love's magic, reconciliation between two sundered families, although over an open grave. ~Lauchlan MacLean Watt, Attic & Elizabethan Tragedy, 1908
Everyone wants to be the sun that lifts up your life, but I'd rather be your moon, so I may shine on you during your darkest hour when the sun isn't around and the ghost white moonbeams will allow you to find comfort in my arms. ~Craig D. Slovak
May love touch every brutal soldier and every uncherished heart. ~Terri Guillemets
Love is a Miracle. ~Helen Rowland, "Speaking of Love," 1922
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I. ~Michel Eyquem de Montaigne (1533–1592), essay on friendship
It's hard to defeat a woman in love. ~Terri Guillemets
Love's the Cup
of bliss and woe,
Poison if you taste and go,
Nectar if you stay...
~John Christopher Smith, "The Enchanter," 1760 ♫
A heart that loves is always young. ~Greek proverb
There's nothing more freeing than the shackles of love. ~Terri Guillemets
In a world of shadows, love is a reality, ever young, annihilating time and space. ~Thomas Clark Henley, A Handful of Paper Shavings, 1861
Love is what causes one man to idle away his days dreaming of a woman — and inspires another man to sit up nights working for her. ~Helen Rowland, "Speaking of Love," 1922
There is so much love in my life. And so much life in my love. ~Terri Guillemets, "To be & yet to be," 1994
Falling in love is so hard on the knees. ~Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, and Glen Ballard, "Falling in Love (Is Hard on the Knees)," performed by Aerosmith, 1997 ♫
The simple lack
Of her is more to me
Than others' presence...
~Edward Thomas, "The Unknown," 1917
In springtime, love is carried on the breeze. Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head. ~Terri Guillemets
A Cure for Love. Take an ounce of sense, half a grain of prudence, a dram of understanding, one ounce of patience, a pound of resolution, and a handful of dislike, intermix them all together, fold them up in the alembic of your brain for twenty-four hours: set them on the slow fire of hatred, then strain them clean from the dregs of melancholy, sweeten them with forgetfulness, put them in the bottle of your heart, stopping them down with the cork of sound judgment, and there let them stand fourteen days in the water of cold affection; this recipe, rightly made and properly applied, is the most affectual remedy in the universe, and never was known to fail.
You may get the ingredients at the house of Understanding, in Constant-street, by going up the hill of Self-denial, in the town of Forgetfulness, in the county of Love-no-more. ~The Oddest of All Oddities; Being an Odd Book of All the Odd Sermons that have been preached in the Fields, & such Odd Chapels, in every Odd Year, Odd Month, or Odd Day, since the Odd Year Seventy One, to which is added, As an Odd End to the Odd Book, The Most Curious of all Curiosities, Compiled for the Use of every Odd Subject of Great Britain, from Curious Six Inches to Odd Seven Feet, by their Odd and Curious Humble Servant, Oddicurious, Philosopher and Member of the Odd Club of Odd Fellows, 1820
Original post date 1998 Mar 18
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