Quotes
Quotes about Love
The best proof of love is trust.
To be happy with a man you have to understand him a lot and love him less , but...to be happy with a woman you must love her a lot and never ever try to understand her !.
Love isn't an emotion or an instinct--it's an art.
A woman in love can't be reasonable--or she probably wouldn't be in love.
Love , if you have it , you don't need anything else...and if you don't have it , it harldy matters what else you have .
You can do what you want, but saving love doesn't bring any interest.
The dynamics that are required to make any relationship work: Just keep putting your love out there.
For he who loves must live.
Love is like water; We can fall in it. We can drown in it. And we can't live with out it.
Love is just a word until it is proven to you.
There comes a time in the seeker's life when he discovers that he is at once the lover and the beloved. The aspiring soul which he embodies is the lover in him. And the transcendental Self which he reveals from within is his Beloved.
Selfishness, not love, is the actuating motive of the gallant.
But wild Ambition loves to slide, not stand, And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land.
The noblest spirit is most strongly attracted by the love of glory.
Ambition is like love, impatient both of delays and rivals.
A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.
Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth, And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny, and youth is vain; And to be wrothe with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Anger wishes that all mankind had only one neck; love, that it had only one heart; grief, two tear-glands; and pride, two bent knees.
Anger is very difficult for me to express. I have a tremendous amount of anger but I like to save it ... for my loved ones.
Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.
Don't hold to anger, hurt or pain. They steal your energy and keep you from love. -Leo Buscaglia.
Each Bond-street buck conceits, unhappy elf; He shows his clothes! alas! he shows himself. O that they knew, these overdrest self-lovers, What hides the body oft the mind discovers.
In naked beauty more adorned More lovely than Pandora.
And now, my honey love, Will we return unto thy father's house And revel it as bravely as the best, With silken coats and caps and golden rings, With ruffs and cuffs and farthingales and things; With scarfs and fans and double change of brav'ry, With amber bracelets, beads, and all this knav'ry.
So for thy spirit did devise Its Maker seemly garniture, Of its own essence parcel pure.-- From grave simplicities a dress, And reticent demureness, And love encinctured with reserve; Which the woven vesture would subserve. For outward robes in their ostents Should show the soul's habiliments. Therefore I say,--Thou'rt fair even so, But better Fair I use to know.
