LOVE QUOTES LV

quotations about love

Happy is love or friendship when returned--
The lovers whose pure flames have equal burned.

BION OF SMYRNA

"Friendship"

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Love isn't like money--the more you give away the more you get back, and the more you have to give.

S. M. STIRLING

The Sunrise Lands

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I tell thee Love is Nature's second sun,
Causing a spring of virtues where he shines.

GEORGE CHAPMAN

All Fools

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Love is an artful arrangement of artless pretensions, whereby we labor to appear innocent in what we desire to be most cunning.

NORMAN MACDONALD

Maxims and Moral Reflections


Looking back, I should have known better than to accompany Hugh to a love story. Such movies are always a danger, as unlike battling aliens or going undercover to track a serial killer, falling in love is something most adults have actually experienced at some point in their lives. The theme is universal and encourages the viewer to make a number of unhealthy comparisons, ultimately raising the question "Why can't our lives be like that?" It's a box best left unopened, and its avoidance explains the continued popularity of vampire epics and martial-arts extravaganzas.

DAVID SEDARIS

Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim


The madness of love is the greatest of heaven's blessings.

PLATO

Phaedrus

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Old love, middle love, the kind of love that knows itself and knows that nothing lasts, is a desperate shared wildness.

LOUISE ERDRICH

The Plague of Doves

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Pleasure and pain at once register upon the lover, inasmuch as the desirability of the love object derives, in part, from its lack. To whom is it lacking? To the lover. If we follow the trajectory of eros we consistently find it tracing out this same route: it moves out from the lover toward the beloved, then ricochets back to the lover himself and the hole in him, unnoticed before. Who is the subject of most love poems? Not the beloved. It is that hole.

ANNE CARSON

Eros the Bittersweet

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Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illuminates it.

MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.

A Testament of Hope


Our experience of love is more of a measure of whether we're connected with the universal source of this energy. In other words, there's some life energy that we have and sort of share with people we might be relating to that takes place, that operates whether we're sort of feeling in a state of love or not. But love is the measure of whether we're really connected with the internal source of this energy where we can consciously sort of fill up and amplify the amount of energy that we're able to take in from the inside.

JAMES REDFIELD

interview with Janice Stensrude, Mar. 24, 1994

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Love is a great beautifier.

LOUISA MAY ALCOTT

Little Women


Love is blind, but not the neighbors.

MEXICAN PROVERB


Love lives in palaces as well as in thatched huts.

JAPANESE PROVERB


In our culture, love is romanticized as a mystifying, random whirl of passion that happens to a person. Falling in love is thought to be the culmination of love. Yet, love is only meaningful and lasting when a person chooses to love responsibly and welcomes the opportunity to allow love to grow and deepen with time.

ROKELLE LERNER

Affirmations for the Inner Child

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In love two individuals share the same interest--each being interested only in the other's welfare.

B. V. TRIPURARI

"Love Is the Answer", Huffington Post, March 29, 2016


Love is never finished expressing itself.

GASTON BACHELARD

The Poetics of Reverie: Childhood, Language, and the Cosmos

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She has not fallen in love. Love has been a flight, not a fall. She has risen into a new life; in her is born a new experience. Perhaps it has come suddenly, with a rush which has overwhelmed her with its tumultuous surprise. Perhaps it has grown gradually, so gradually that she has been quite unconscious of its advent until it has taken complete possession of her. As the water lily bursts open the moment the sun strikes upon it, and the rose turns from bud to blossom so gradually that the closest observation discerns no movement in the petals, so some souls bloom instantly when love touches them with its sunbeam, and others, unconscious and unobserved, pass from girlhood to womanhood. In either case it is love that works the miracle. She has not known the secret of her own heart. Or if she has known it, she cannot tell it to any one else --no, not even to herself! She only knows that within her is a secret room, wherein is a sacred shrine. But she has not the key; and what is enshrined there she will not permit even herself to know. She is a strange contradiction to herself. She is restless away from him and strangely silent in his presence, or breaks the silence only to be still more strangely voluble. She chides herself for not being herself, and has in truth become or is becoming another self. So one could imagine a green shoot beckoned imperiously by the sunlight, and neither daring to emerge from its familiar life beneath the ground nor able to resist the impulse; or a bird irresistibly called by life, and neither daring to break the egg nor able to remain longer in the prison-house of its infancy.

LYMAN ABBOTT

The Home Builder

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Any love is enveloping and potentially dangerous; after all, you are putting your heart into someone else's hands and with that an incredible power to cause pain of various kinds (and vice versa). That's a given. But there is an additional absolutism about first love, when you have nothing to compare it with. You don't know anything, yet you feel you know everything -- this can be calamitous.

JULIAN BARNES

interview, The Guardian, January 29, 2018

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How far above all price Love's costly wine,
Which can the meanest chalice make divine!

RICHARD CHENEVIX TRENCH

"Love"


I say love, and the world populates itself with doves.

PABLO NERUDA

"Get Used to Seeing the Shadow Behind Me"

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