LOVE QUOTES XLIX

quotations about love


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Love's plant must be watered with tears.

DANISH PROVERB
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Love comes in at the window and goes out at the door.

ENGLISH PROVERB


I shall be loved as quiet things
Are loved--white pigeons in the sun,
Curled yellow leaves that whisper down
One after one;

The silver reticence of smoke
That tells no secret of its birth
Among the fiery agonies
That turn the earth.

KARLE WILSON BAKER

"I Shall Be Loved as Quiet Things"

Karle Wilson Baker (1878-1960) was an American poet and author. She was nominated for the Pulitzer Prize for her last collection of poetry, Dreamers on Horseback, in 1931.

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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

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The sweetness of human love is to be compared, therefore, to the sweetness of a flower, whose glowing colors and voluptuous fragrance are intended by Nature to attract the winged insects, whose visits are necessary for the fertilization of the seed. The color fades, the flower falls, the perfume vanishes, death soon follows after; but Nature is not mocked.

ARTHUR FOLEY WINNINGTON-INGRAM

"Love's Nature", Thoughts on Love and Death


I am coming to terms with the fact that loving someone requires a leap of faith, and that a soft landing is never guaranteed.

SARAH DESSEN

This Lullaby


Love renders the proud humble, and tames the fierce; it is at once the most and the least selfish of all passions; for, whilst it would engross the being on whom it is lavished, it will make any sacrifice, or undergo any privation, to insure the comfort of her it would possess.

CHARLES WILLIAM DAY

The Maxims, Experiences, and Observations of Agogos

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This is love: You stop bothering about the universal, the general, get sucked instead into the local and particular: When will I see her again? What shall we do today? Do you like these shoes? Theory and reflection are delicate old uncles bustled out of the way by the boisterous nephews action and desire. Themes evaporate, only plot remains.

GLEN DUNCAN

The Last Werewolf

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What love is depends on where you are in relation to it. Secure in it, it can feel as mundane and necessary as air -- you exist within it, almost unnoticing. Deprived of it, it can feel like an obsession; all-consuming, a physical pain. Love is the driver for all great stories: not just romantic love, but the love of parent for child, for family, for country. It is the point before consummation of it that fascinates: what separates you from love, the obstacles that stand in its way. It is usually at those points that love is everything.

JOJO MOYES

"What is love -- can it really be defined and explained?", The Guardian, February 12, 2016


We can love with our minds, but can we love only with our minds? Love extends itself all the time, so that we can love even with our senseless nails: we love even with our clothes, so that a sleeve can feel a sleeve.

GRAHAM GREENE

The End of the Affair


The kind of love my mum talks about is full of worry and work and forgiving people and putting up with things and stuff like that. It's not a lot of fun, that's for sure. If that really is love, the kind my mum talks about, then nobody can ever know if they love somebody, can they? It seems like what she's saying is, if you're pretty sure you love somebody, the way I was sure in those few weeks, then you can't love them, because that isn't what love is. Trying to understand what she means by love would do your head in.

NICK HORNBY

Slam


Until Obi met Clara on board the cargo boat Sasa he had thought of love as another grossly over-rated European invention.

CHINUA ACHEBE

No Longer at Ease

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If there is no love more in yonder heart, it is but a corpse unburied.

WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY

Newcomes

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Among all the many kinds of first love, that which begins in childish companionship is the strongest and most enduring: when passion comes to unite its force to long affection, love is at its spring-tide.

GEORGE ELIOT

Mr. Gilfil's Love Story


There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

LA ROCHEFOUCAULD

Maxims

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"God is love" became inverted into "love is God", so that it is now the West's undeclared religion--and perhaps its only generally accepted religion.

SIMON MAY

Love: A History


Love makes you do stupid things -- like making someone an omelet for no good reason other than to see them smile. Gross.

CARLA HERRERIA

"6 Reasons Being In Love Is The Absolute Worst", Huffington Post, February 12, 2016


See, chasing love does have its perks, but the best thing about chasing love? I've caught it, it feels just like home, and now I'm never letting go.

WHITNEY BUCHANAN

"Chasing Love, Is it Worth it?", Huffington Post, April 4, 2016


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


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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