LOVE QUOTES XLI

quotations about love

All the world loves a lover, but how it does laugh at his love letters.

EDGAR GUEST

Home Rhymes

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I never saw love as luck, as that gift from the gods which put everything else in place, and allowed you to succeed. No, I saw love as reward. One could find it only after one's virtue, or one's courage, or self-sacrifice, or generosity, or loss, has succeeded in stirring the power of creation.

NORMAN MAILER

Harlot's Ghost


Love is blind and in hindsight is twenty-twenty.

PETER FACINELLI

"Peter Facinelli recalls divorce from '90210' star Jennie Garth", FOX News, October 19, 2017


Love is a confidence trick, that's all. It's Nature's way of suckering a mammal with a brain and a long, vulnerable gestation period into reproducing. Humans can think, so ordinary animal-grade maternal instinct wouldn't be enough to make human women go through all that, not if they stopped and thought about what's involved. So you have love. It's a substitute for rational thought.

K. J. PARKER

Evil for Evil


All is fair in love and war.

JOHN LYLY

Euphues: The Anatomy of Wit

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Love was altogether more predatory. It was concerned with pursuit, capture, enjoyment; it was caused by beauty, the way raw red skin is caused by the sun; it was an appetite, like hunger or thirst, a physical discomfort that tortured you until it was satisfied.

K. J. PARKER

Devices and Desires


There is nothing like love. Love is foreplay to lust. It's a carnal world, let's get real.

VIKRAM BHATT

"Love is an excuse ... it's all about lust", Deccan Chronicle, March 28, 2016


Love gratified, is love satisfied -- and love satisfied, is indifference begun.

SAMUEL RICHARDSON

Clarissa

Tags: Samuel Richardson


All love's details burned bright. Surely they meant something? Surely they were enough? But they came and went and there we still were, with new unfillable space between us.

GLEN DUNCAN

By Blood We Live

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Love's the big hint life can't stop dropping, the biggest beguilement of all.

GLEN DUNCAN

By Blood We Live


Love makes the world less worldly, less dense, more transparent to the divine dimension, the light of consciousness itself.

ECKHART TOLLE

A New Earth

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Love released from bond, and unburdened of its fetters, is love no longer.

THOMAS BURKE

A Love Lesson

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Yes, life is but a waste,
A cheerless pathway, where
No healthy fruit allures the taste,
No flowerets balm the air,
If Love, the wild rose, ne'er luxuriates there.

WILLIAM B. TAPPAN

"Love"

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Love it is the precious loom,
Whose shuttle weaves each tangled thread,
And works flowers of exquisite bloom,
Shedding their perfume where we tread.

JAMES MCINTYRE

"Power of Love"


Sacred love is selfless, seeking not its own. The lover serves his beloved and seeks perfect communion of oneness with her.

D. H. LAWRENCE

"Love"

David Herbert Lawrence (11 September 1885 - 2 March 1930) was an English writer and poet. His collected works represent, among other things, an extended reflection on the dehumanizing effects of modernity and industrialization. His opinions earned him many enemies and he endured official persecution, censorship, and misrepresentation of his creative work throughout the second half of his life, much of which he spent in a voluntary exile he called his "savage pilgrimage".

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Love speaks a language most sublime,
Its idioms known in every clime.

ARDELIA COTTON BARTON

"Love's Language"


Love's language everywhere is known.

ARDELIA COTTON BARTON

"Love's Language"


At any rate, let us love for a while, for a year or so, you and me. That's a form of divine drunkenness that we can all try.

F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

"The Diamond as Big as the Ritz"


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"


I loved a being, an idea of my own mind, which had no real existence. I concreted this abstract of perfection, I annexed this fictitious quality to the idea presented by a name; the being, whom that name signified, was by no means worthy of this. This is the truth: Unless I am determinedly blind -- unless I am resolved causelessly and selfishly to seek destruction, I must see it. Plain! is it not plain? I loved a being; the being, whom I loved, is not what she was; consequently, as love appertains to mind, and not body, she exists no longer. I regret when I find that she never existed, but in my mind; yet does it not border on willful deception, deliberate, intentional self-deceit, to continue to love the body, when the soul is no more?

PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

letter to Thomas Jefferson Hogg, Jun. 2, 1811