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.
Love is a fruit in season at all times.
Love those who love you.
Love is the enchanted dawn of every heart.
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.
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.
The heart that loves is always young.
Love vanquishes time. To lovers, a moment can be eternity, eternity can be the tick of a clock.
I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion. I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more. I could be martyr'd for my religion. Love is my religion. And I could die for that. I could die for you.
It is astonishing how little one feels alone when one loves.
Love doesn't make the world go'round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.
Love is strong yet delicate. It can be broken. To truly love is to understand this. To be in love is to respect this.
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
But there's nothing half so sweet in life, as love's young dream.
Where love is concerned, too much is not even enough.
Among the things you can give and still keep are your word, a smile, and a grateful heart.
Honor the ocean of love.
We sat side by side in the morning light and looked out at the future together.
We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it.
Love does not conquer all things, but it does set all things right.
I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.
True love can not be found where it truly does not exist, Nor can it be hidden where it truly does.
That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquility.
The holiest of holidays are those kept by ourselves in silence and apart, the secret anniversaries of the heart.
We are all born for love, it is the principle existence and it's only end.
Love is an act of faith, and whoever is of little faith is also of little love.
Love, two minds without a single thought.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine.
The only genuine love worthy of a name is unconditional.
And let it spring from love, born out of concern for all beings.
If you would be loved, love and be lovable.
This kind of certainty comes but just once in a lifetime.
Love is a thing, well, it's kind of like quicksand. The more you are in it, the deeper you sink. And when it hits you, you've just got to fall.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
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.
There is love of course. And then there's life, its enemy.
My heart is ever at your service.
We loved with a love that was more than love.
Other men have seen angels, But I have seen thee, And thou art enough.
Work is love made manifest.
Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.
Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.
Love is more than a feeling, it's a state of mind.
Friendship often ends in love, but love in friendship - never.
Men always want to be a woman's first love. Women like to be a man's last romance.
Hatred paralyzes life, love releases it. Hatred confuses life, love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life, love illumines it.
Romance has been elegantly defined as the offspring of fiction and love.
In a great romance, each person basically plays a part that the other really likes.
We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
One can be a soldier without dying, and a lover without sighing.
This is the true measure of love, when we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, and that no one will ever love in the same way after us.
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.
Oh, love is real enough, you will find it someday, but it has one archenemy and that is life.
Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
Love is the immortal flow of energy that nourishes, extends and preserves. It's eternal goal is life.
Love works in miracles every day, such as weakening the strong, and stretching the weak , making fools of the wise, and wise men of fools , favoring the passions, destroying reason, and in a word, turning everything topsy-turvy.
Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.
Can miles truly separate you from friends. If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there ?
My heart shall be thy garden.
Did my heart love'til now ? Foreswear its sight, for I never saw true beauty'til this night.
That love is all there is is all we know of love.
Love is a mutual self-giving which ends in self-recovery.
Love is not enough. It must be the foundation, the cornerstone- but not the complete structure. It is much too pliable, too yielding.
Romance should never begin with sentiment. It should begin with science and end with a settlement.
Sex alleviates tension. Love causes it.
Truly loving another means letting go of all expectations. It means full acceptance, even celebration of another's personhood.
Do you love me because I am beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me ?
Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly.
You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.
There is no remedy for love but to love more.
Life without love is like a tree. Without blossom and fruit.
I love you for what you are, but I love you yet more for what you are going to be. I love you not so much for your realities as for your ideals. I pray for your desires that they may be great, rather than for your satisfactions, which may be so hazardously little. You are going forward toward something great. I am on the way with you, and therefore I love you.
When you fish for love, bait with your heart, not your brain.
What is life without the radiance of love.
Love is a verb.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years, and every little absence is an age.
Love is the universal thirst for a communion not merely of the senses, but of our whole nature.
Love is the history of a woman's life, it is an episode in man's.
Love as much as you can from wherever you are.
Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.
Love is a haunting melody that I have never mastered and I fear I never will.
It is best to love wisely, no doubt, but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
The day will come when, after harnessing space, the winds, the tides and gravitation, we shall harness for god the energies of love. And on that day, for the second time in the history of the world, we shall have discovered fire.
I have said nothing because there is nothing I can say that would describe how I feel as perfectly as you deserve it.
You can't express every feeling that you have every moment that you have them.
I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears of all my life.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
To love deeply in one direction makes us more loving in all others.
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 friendship set to music