Quotes About Love

We lie under the sheet after making love, speaking of loneliness relieved in a book relived in a book so on that page the clot and fissure of it appears words of a man in pain a naked word entering the clot a hand grasping through bars: deliverance What happens between us has happened for centuries we know it from literature still it happens sexual jealousy outflung hand beating bed dryness of mouth after panting there are books that describe all this and they are useless

You've kissed my hair to wake me. I dreamed you were a poem, I say, a poem I wanted to show someone… and I laugh and fall dreaming again of the desire to show you to everyone I love, to move openly together in the pull of gravity

and they still control the world, and you are not in my arms.

You are every woman I ever loved and disavowed.

The dead" we say   as if speaking of "the people" who gave up on making history simply to get through Something dense and null   groan without echo   underground and owl-voiced I cry Who are these dead people these lovers who if ever did listen no longer answer : We :

If I could let you know - two women together is a work nothing in civilization ha made simple, two people together is a work heroic in its ordinariness, the slow-picked, halting traverse of a pitch where the fiercest attention becomes routine - look at the faces of those who have chosen it.

The woman who cherished her suffering is dead. I am her descendant. I love the scar-tissue she handed on to me, but I want to go on from here with you fighting the temptation to make a career of pain.

I want to crawl into her for refuge lay my head in the space between her breast and shoulder abnegating power for love as women have done

The world tells me I am its creature I am raked by eyes brushed by hands I want to crawl into her for refuge lay my head in the space between her breast and shoulder abnegating power for love as women have done or hiding from power in her love like a man I refuse these givens the splitting between love and action I am choosing not to suffer uselessly and not to use her I choose to love this time for once with all my intelligence

A dream of tenderness wrestles with all I know of history

She is here because no-one else was there when worn-to-skeleton her enemy died. Her love. Her twin. Marghanita dreamed the intravenous, the intensive the stainless steel before she ever saw them. She's not practical, you know, they used to say. She's the artist, she got away.

I experienced my depressions, bursts of anger, sense of entrapment, as burdens my husband was forced to bear because he loved me.

There is an animal instinct force in humans that creates passion. When you love sometimes you cross a border.

What keeps me motivated is love and passion.

Compassion, not passion, keeps a marriage together.

Go out into the world with your passion and love for what you do, and just never give up.

Football, to me, is a passion, more than a game. It is everything. But more than anything, it is love for Roma. I have always been Roma. There has never been anything else.

Football, for me, is an infinite passion that will always be around.

I love people that work with passion and love. When you make choices that way, there's reverberations, consequences. That's what I'm interested in, that echo, that ripple of choice.

Love is something that is genuine, delicate and involves care, passion and attention, and is entirely different to gifts, balls, jewels and circumstance.

Love is a passion that hath friends in the garrison.

I am a big fan of Virat Kohli. He is a captain who always wants to win matches on the field and I love that passion in him.

Music is a very integral part of my life because I was born into a musical family, and it's not just a passion... it's everything for me.

If you have a great passion it seems that the logical thing is to see the fruit of it, and the fruit are children.