Quotes
Quotes about Love
I have you. A lover and a friend. You are everything I need. You are the sun, the air I breathe. Without you, life wouldn't be the same. Please don't ever go away. And if you go, then don't forget to take me with you.
To love is like playing the piano. First, you must learn to play by the rules. Then, you must forget the rules and play from your heart.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
So, fall asleep love, loved by me....for I know love, I am loved by thee.
Once in awhile, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale.
Love is somthing that can not be explained - the force that drives us to protect the ones we care about.
Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime.
Love won't be tampered with, love won't go away. Push it to one side and it creeps to the other.
This was love at first sight, love everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped for, unexpected-in so far as it could be a matter of conscious awareness; it took entire possession of him, and he understood, with joyous amazement, that this was for life.
In tears I tossed my coin from Trevi's edge. A coin unsordid as a bond of love-- And, with the instinct of the homing dove, I gave to Rome my rendezvous and pledge. And when imperious Death Has quenched my flame of breath, Oh, let me join the faithful shades that throng that fount above.
Loveliest of lovely things are they On earth that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyond the sculptured flower.
When love came first to earth, the Spring Spread rose-beds to receive him.
I loved no King since Forty One When Prelacy went down, A Cloak and Band I then put on, And preached against the Crown.
Hail to the crown by Freedom shaped--to gird An English sovereign's brow! and to the throne Whereon he sits! whose deep foundations lie In veneration and the people's love.
Behold this ruin! 'Twas a skull Once of ethereal spirit full! This narrow cell was Life's retreat; This place was Thought's mysterious seat! What beauteous pictures fill'd that spot, What dreams of pleasure, long forgot! Nor Love, nor Joy, nor Hope, nor Fear, Has left one trace, one record here.
I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history.
Of all the days that's in the week, I dearly love but one day, And that's the day that comes betwixt A Saturday and Monday.
This is my commandment, that ye love one another, even as I have loved you. Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
Literature has been the salvation of the damned, literature has inspired and guided lovers, routed despair and can perhaps in this case save the world.
Unless a love of virtue light the flame, Satire is, more than those he brands, to blame; He hides behind a magisterial air He own offences, and strips others' bare.
A man can hide all things, excepting twain-- That he is drunk, and that he is in love.
We trust our secrets to our friends, but they escape from us in love. [Fr., L'on confie son secret dans l'amitie, mais il echappe dans l'amour.]
Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.
Where secrecy reigns, carelessness and ignorance delight to hide while skill loves the light.
[Long hair] is considered bohemian, which may be why I grew it, but I keep it long because I love the way it feels, part cloak, part fan, part mane, part security blanket.
