Since love and fear can hardly coexist together, if we must choose between them, it is far safer to be feared than loved.
Remember that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something and has lost something.
This night I hold an old accustomed feast, Whereto I have invited many a guest, Such as I love; and you among the store, One more, most welcome, makes my number more.
We keep the day. With festal cheer, With books and music, surely we Will drink to him, whate'er he be, And sing the songs he loved to hear.
Thou givest life and love for Greece and Right: I will stand by thee lest thou shouldst be weak, Not weak of soul.--I will but hold in sight Thy marvelous beauty.--Here is She you seek!
You cannot love a thing without wanting to fight for it.
If you love your customer to death, you can't go wrong.
My father taught me to work; he did not teach me to love it.
Money is the sinews of love, as of war.
Before, beside us, and above The firefly lights his lamp of love.
The fisher droppeth his net in the stream, And a hundred streams are the same as one; And the maiden dreameth her love-lit dream; And what is it all, when all is done? The net of the fisher the burden breaks, And always the dreaming the dreamer wakes.
Oh, the gallant fisher's life, It is the best of any 'Tis full of pleasure, void of strife, And 'tis beloved of many.
Three fishers went sailing away to the west, Away to the west as the sun went down; Each thought on the woman who loved him the best, And the children stood watching them out of the town.
Can the fish love the fisherman? [Lat., Piscatorem piscis amare potest?]
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen stall stand Between their loved home and the war's desolation! Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation! Then conquer we must when our cause it is just. And this be our motto, "In God is our trust!" And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
If he be so resolved, I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear That unicorns may be betrayed with trees And bears with glasses, elephants with holes, Lions with toils, and men with flatterers, He says he does, being then most flattered.
By God, I cannot flatter, I do defy The tongues of soothers! but a braver place In my heart's love hath no man than yourself. Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord.
If you can't love, learn how to flatter.
Oh! that the memories which survive us here Were half so lovely as these wings of thine! Pure relics of a blameless life, that shine Now thou art gone.
The coquets of both sexes are self-lovers, and that is a love no other whatever can dispossess.
The greatest miracle of love is the cure of coquetry.
Sweet letters of the angel tongue, I've loved ye long and well, And never have failed in your fragrance sweet To find some secret spell,-- A charm that has bound me with witching power, For mine is the old belief, That midst your sweets and midst your bloom, There's a soul in every leaf!
As for marigolds, poppies, hollyhocks, and valorous sunflowers, we shall never have a garden without them, both for their own sake, and for the sake of old-fashioned folks, who used to love them.
Flowers are Love's truest language; they betray, Like the divining rods of Magi old, Where precious wealth lies buried, not of gold, But love--strong love, that never can decay!
I have loved flowers that fade, Within those magic tents Rich hues have marriage made With sweet unmemoried scents.