I love thee, I love but thee with a love that shall not die till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.
The greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love and be loved in return.
For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.
Love is a great beautifier.
The heart that loves is always young.
Real love stories never have endings.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years, and every little absence is an age.
Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
Love is a force more formidable than any other. It is invisible - it can not be seen or measured - yet it is powerful enough to transform you in a moment, and offer you more than any material possession ever could.
The most precious possession that ever comes to a man in this world is a woman's heart.
There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.
I become a waterwheel, turning and tasting you, as long as water moves.
Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing, a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished.
In order to love simply, it is necessary to know how to show love.
When I first met you, I was afraid to talk to you. When I talked to you, I was afraid to kiss you. When I kissed you, I was afraid to love you. Now that I love you, I'm afraid to lose you.
It is at the edge of a petal that love waits.
Romance, like a ghost escapes touching, it is always where you are not, not where you are. The interview or conversation was prose at the time, but it is poetry in the memory.
It is well for the heart to be naive and for the mind not to be.
All mankind love a lover.
It is best to love wisely, no doubt, but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.
A heart as soft, a heart as kind, a heart as sound and free as in the whole world thou canst find that heart I'll give to thee.
Love is a hole in the heart.
Mightier far than strength of nerve or sinew, or the sway of magic potent over sun and star, is love.
Love can never grow old. Locks may lose their brown and gold. Cheeks may fade and hollow grow. But the hearts that love will know, never winter's frost and chill, summer's warmth is in them still.
Love is a verb.
Only in relationship can you know yourself, not in abstraction and certainly not in isolation. The movement of behavior is the sure guide to yourself. It's the mirror of your consciousness, this mirror will reveal its content, the images, the attachments, the fears, the loneliness, the joy and sorrow. Poverty lies in running away from this, either in its sublimations or its identities.
Till I loved, I never lived, enough.
When you fish for love, bait with your heart, not your brain.
Love is something eternal.
Better never to have met you in my dream than to wake and reach for hands that are not there.
To laugh often and love much, to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to give one's self, this is to have succeeded.
Love is the emblem of eternity, it confounds all notion of time, effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end.
Did my heart love'til now ? Foreswear its sight, for I never saw true beauty'til this night.
It is seldom indeed that one parts on good terms, because if one were on good terms one would not part.
Seduce my mind and you can have my body, find my soul and I'm yours forever.
If you love someone, set them free.
Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away , and all the things I want to say can find no voice. Then, in silence, I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart.
To be able to say how much love, is love but little.
Love is not enough. It must be the foundation, the cornerstone- but not the complete structure. It is much too pliable, too yielding.
If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.
Where love reigns the impossible may be attained.
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All love is sweet, given or returned.
It is the true season of love when we know that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved before us, and that no one will ever love in the same way after us.
Love is what is left in a relationship after all the selfishness is taken out.
More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
The bonds of matrimony are like any other bonds, they mature slowly.
The more connections you and your lover make, not just between your bodies, but between your minds, your hearts, and your souls, the more you will strengthen the fabric of your relationship, and the more real moments you will experience together.
The heart has reasons that reason does not understand.
Love talked about can be easily turned aside, but love demonstrated is irresistible.
There is only one terminal dignity, love. And the story of a love is not important, what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.
You were made perfectly to be loved and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.
The giving of love is an education in itself.
A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle
Love is the history of a woman's life, it is an episode in man's.
We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can fly only by embracing each other.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever.
Real love is a permanently self-enlarging experience.
Romance is the fuel that keeps love burning hot.
Love, two minds without a single thought.
Love grows by giving. The love we give away is the only love we keep. The only way to retain love is to give it away.
Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination, full of hope.
Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.
What is life without the radiance of love.
Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart.
Love is not blind. It sees more and not less, but because it sees more it is willing to see less.
Love is a moment that lasts forever.
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.
Immature love says, I love you because I need you. Mature love says, I need you because I love you.
The pain of love is the pain of being alive. It is a perpetual wound.
Come, let us make love deathless.
Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.
True love is when your heart and your mind are saying the same thing.
I saw and loved.
Love in its essence is spiritual fire.
Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible.
The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, this is love.
Love is like a mustard seed, planted by god and watered by men.
One who walks the road with love will never walk the road alone.
Love is more than a feeling, it's a state of mind.
Who so loves believes the impossible.
There is more hunger for love and appreciation in this world than for bread.
Love knows no bounds.
A peace that comes from fear and not from the heart is the opposite of peace.
Union gives strength.
Love is like war, easy to begin but hard to end.
Love is that splendid triggering of human vitality, the supreme activity which nature affords anyone for going out of himself toward someone else.
Submit to love faithfully and it gives a person joy. It intoxicates, it envelops, it isolates. It creates fragrance in the air, ardour from coldness, it beautifies everything around it.
What comes from the heart, touches the heart.
Young love is a flame , very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.