LOVE QUOTES L

quotations about love

The plough of Time breaks up our Eden-land,
And tramples down its fruitful flowery prime.
Yet thro' the dust of ages living shoots
O' the old immortal seed start in the furrows;
And, where Love looked on with glorious eye,
These quicken'd germs of everlastingness
Flower lusty, as of old in Paradise!

GERALD MASSEY

"Wooed and Won"


Love is the desire to give, not to receive, something. Love is the art of producing something with the other's talents.

BERTOLT BRECHT

"Love of Whom?"

Tags: Bertolt Brecht


Take away love, and our earth is a tomb!

ROBERT BROWNING

"Fra Lippo Lippi"

Tags: Robert Browning


Love makes the world go round.

FRENCH PROVERB


Love grows with obstacles.

GERMAN PROVERB


Let me prevail as of old, as lover, as lord, as king, or have done with Love's tyrant rule.

WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT

To Nimue

Tags: Wilfrid Scawen Blunt


Love is not like the echo, which returneth only what is given; but, rather, like the pump, which returneth by the pail what it received by the pint.

IVAN PANIN

Thoughts


All or nothing at all, the true lover says, and that's the truth of it. My love will never die, he says. He claims eternity. And rightly. How can it die when it's life itself? What do we know of eternity but the glimpse we get of it when we enter in that bond?

URSULA K. LE GUIN

The Other Wind

Ursula K. Le Guin (October 21, 1929 - January 22, 2018) was an American author best known for her works of speculative fiction. Her literary career spanned nearly sixty years, yielding more than twenty novels and over a hundred short stories, in addition to poetry, literary criticism, translations, and children's books.


Love strips the mask from each of us, and we must endeavor for those we love to put the mask on so that it can be taken off again. For if there is no mask to start with, there is no pleasure in removing it.

KOBO ABE

The Face of Another

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Our love, too, proceeding from ourselves and returning to us, would suffice to make our life blessed, and would stand in need of no extraneous enjoyment.

ST. AUGUSTINE

The City of God

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Love won't be tampered with, love won't go away. Push it to one side and it creeps to the other. Throw it in the garbage and it springs up clean. Try to root it out and it only flourishes. Love is a weed, a dandelion that you poison from your heart. The taproots wait. The seeds blow off, ticklish, into a part of the yard you didn't spray. And one day, though you worked, though you prodded out each spiky leaf, you lift your eyes and dozens of fat golden faces bob in the grass.

LOUISE ERDRICH

The Bingo Palace

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I think love is serious. It's like an invention: sometimes it lies deep down inside you, great and quiet--and at other times it racks you and keeps you from sleeping.

WILLIAM JOHN LOCKE

Septimus


Could there be finer symptoms? Is not general incivility the very essence of love?

JANE AUSTEN

Pride and Prejudice

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If you do not give right attention to the one you love, it is a kind of killing. When you are in the car together, if you are lost in your thoughts, assuming you already know everything about her, she will slowly die.

THICH NHAT HANH

O Magazine, Feb. 2007


Ah, when love dies, women lose two and a half inches in height.

M. C. BEATON

Love, Lies and Liquor

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Love in the young requires as little of hope as of desire to feed upon.

WILLIAM FAULKNER

Light in August


Love is a volcano, the crater of which no wise man will approach too nearly, lest ... he should be swallowed up.

CHARLES CALEB COLTON

Lacon

Charles Caleb Colton (1777 - 1832) was an English cleric and writer. His books, including collections of epigrammatic aphorisms and short essays on conduct, though now almost forgotten, had a phenomenal popularity in their day.


He who knows Love becomes Love, and he knows
All beings are himself, twin-born of Love.

ELSA BARKER

He Who Knows Love

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When you get in love you are made all over again. The person who loves you has picked you out of the great mass of uncreated clay which is humanity to make something out of, and the poor lumpish clay which is you wants to find out what it has been made into. But at the same time, you, in the act of loving somebody, become real, cease to be a part of the continuum of the uncreated clay and get the breath of life in you and rise up. So you create yourself by creating another person, who, however, has also created you, picked up the you-chunk of clay out of the mass. So there are two you's, the one you create by loving and the one the beloved creates by loving you. The farther those two you's are apart the more the world grinds and grudges on its axis. But if you loved and were loved perfectly then there wouldn't be any difference between the two you's or any distance between them. They would coincide perfectly, there would be perfect focus, as when a stereoscope gets the twin images on the card into perfect alignment.

ROBERT PENN WARREN

Four Quarters, 1970

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Love, unconquerable,
Waster of rich men, keeper
Of warm lights and all-night vigil
In the soft face of a girl:
Sea-wanderer, forest-visitor!
Even the pure immortals cannot escape you,
And mortal man, in his one day's dusk,
Trembles before your glory.

SOPHOCLES

Antigone

Tags: Sophocles