Quotes
Quotes about Love
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished; Need we say it was not love, just because it perished?
I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.
Little drops of rain Whisper of the pain Tears of love Lost in the days gone by.
There ought to be system of manners in every nation which a well-formed mind would be disposed to relish. To make us love our country, our country ought to be lovely.
And nobler is a limited command, Given by the love of all your native land, Than a successive title, long and dark, Drawn from the mouldy rolls of Noah's Ark.
They love their land, because it is their own, And scorn to give aught other reason why; Would shake hands with a king upon his throne, And think it kindness to his majesty.
Who dare to love their country, and be poor.
One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched.
Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.
If it's true that men are such beasts, this must account for the fact that most women are animal lovers.
Only enemies speak the truth; friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.
My God, these folks don't know how to loveâthat's why they love so easily.
Scratch a lover, and find a foe.
Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.
You are my lover and I am your mistress and kingdoms and empires and governments have tottered and succumbed before now to that mighty combination.
Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth for he magnetizes to your home those who love every heart. (typo corrected).
Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth for her magnetizes to your home those who love every heart.
If a man who cannot count finds a four-leaf clover, is he lucky?
What helps luck is a habit of watching for opportunities, of having a patient but restless mind, of sacrificing one's ease or vanity, or uniting a love of detail to foresight, and of passing through hard times bravely and cheerfully.
A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.
No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon.
Man,--whose heaven-erected face The smiles of love adorn,-- Man's inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn!
There is more hunger for love and appreciation in this world than for bread. -Mother Teresa.
A husband is what is left of the lover after the nerve has been extracted.
