Quotes About Love

To be able to say: I loved this person, we had a hell of a nice time together, it's over but in a way it will never be over and I do know that I for sure loved this person, to be able to say that and mean it, that's rare…That's rare and valuable.

Ernest Hemingway

I've never loved any one else the way I love you. I'm full of poetry now. Rot and poetry. Rotten poetry.' 'Stop it. Harry, why do you have to turn into a devil now?' 'I don't like to leave anything,' the man said. 'I don't like to leave things behind.

Ci sono cose che lei ama molto.Quelle di cui parlate a mensa.Ma non è amore quello,solo sfrenatezza,lussuria.Quando si ama si vuol far qualcosa per il proprio amore,sacrificarsi per esso,servire.

Es un oficio bastante malo,' he repeated, 'loving me.' 'Yes. But it is the only one I have.' 'Don't you write any more poetry?' 'It was young girl poetry. Like young girl painting. Everyone is talented at a certain age.' At what age do you become old in this country, the Colonel thought. No one is ever old in Venice, but they grow up very fast. I grew up very rapidly in the Veneto myself and I was never as old as I was at twenty-one.

on je volio razmišljati o svemu što proživljava a kako nije imao što ?itati niti je imalo radio, mnogo je razmišljao i nastavio je razmišljati i o grijehu. Nisi ti ubio ribu samo da preživiš i da je prodaš na tržnici, pomisli. Ubio si je iz ponosa i zato što si ribar. Volio si je dok je bila živa, i volio si je i poslije toga. Ako je voliš, nije grijeh ubiti je. Ili je možda zato još ve?i grijeh?

Pez –dijo en voz alta pero suavemente–, seguiré contigo hasta la muerte.

Te he visto, monada, y ya eres mía, por más que esperes a quien quieras y aunque nunca vuelva a verte, pensé. Eres mía y todo París es mío y yo soy de este cuaderno y de este lápiz.

In the chair, watching the fire and thinking of Pop and how sad it was that he was not immortal, and how happy I was that he had been able to be with us so much, that we'd been lucky enough to have three or four things together that were like the Old Days along with just the happiness of being together and talking and joking, I fell asleep.

Don't ever kid yourself about loving someone. It is just that most people are not lucky enough ever to have it. What you have...whether it lasts just through today and a part of tomorrow, or whether it lasts for a long life is the most important thing that can happen to a human being. There will always be people who say it does not exist because they cannot have it. But I tell you it is true and that you have it and that you are lucky even if you die tomorrow.

But this is how Paris was in the early days when we were very poor and very happy.

Still one does not forget people because they are dead...

Our pleasures, which were those of being in love, were as simple and still as mysterious and complicated as a simple mathematical formula that can mean happiness of can mean the end of the world.

Kiss me just once more before we get there

Ernest Hemingway

L'amore è l'amore e il divertimento è divertimento. Ma c'è sempre un tale silenzio quando muore un pesciolino rosso.

When you love, you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.

Our pleasures, which were those of being in love, were as simple and still as mysterious and complicated as a simple mathematical formula that can mean all happiness or can mean the end of the world.

A Farewell to Arms To

So if you love this girl as much as you say you do, you had better love her very hard and make up in intensity what the relation will lack in duration and in continuity

And it's a lot of fun, too, to be in love." "Do you think so?" her eyes looked flat again. "I don't mean fun that way. In a way it's an enjoyable feeling." "No," she said. "I think it's hell on earth." "It's good to see each other." "No. I don't think it is." "Don't you want to?" "I have to.

Everything you do to someone you love out of pleasure is the most honorable.

I'll say just what you wish and I'll do what you wish and then you will never want any other girls, will you?' She looked at me very happily. 'I'll do what you want and say what you want and then I'll be a great success, won't I?' 'Yes.

I don't care if he kills me, the big son of a bitch,' David said. 'Oh hell. I don't hate him. I love him.