Quotes About Love

Yes, you've entered my bloodstream, the room, the whole springtime is filled with you...

My silence was the quiet of a stone. But in these weeks of the awakening Spring Something within me has been freed- something That in the past dark years unconscious lay, Which rises now within me and commands And gives my poor warm life into your hands Who know not what I was that Yesterday. - The Woman Who Loves

My body glows in every vein and blooms To fullest flower since I first knew thee, My walk unconscious pride and power assumes; Who art thou then- thou who awaitest me? When from the past I draw myself the while I lose old traits as leaves of autumn fall; I only know the radiance of thy smile, Like the soft gleam of stars, transforming all. - Offering

Try to express what you see and experience and love and lose as if you were the first man alive.

In one creative thought a thousand forgotten nights of love revive, filling it with sublimity and exaltation.

L'amore consiste in questo, che due solitudini si proteggono a vicenda, si toccano, si salutano.

love then is what my hands attempt to grasp because I want to say a prayer whose sounds my burning mouth, my lips, cannot bring forth …

Here is no thoroughly mature and clean sex world, but one that is not sufficiently human, that is only male, is heat, intoxication and restlessness, and laden with the old prejudices and arrogances with which man has disfigured and burdened love. Because he loves as man only, not as human being, for this reason there is in his sexual feeling something narrow, seeming wild, spiteful, time-bound, uneternal, that diminishes his art and makes it ambiguous and doubtful.

Like so much else, people have also misunderstood the place of love in life, they have made it into play and pleasure because they thought that play and pleasure were more blissful than work; but there is nothing happier than work, and love, just because it is the extreme happiness, can be nothing else but work.

To love is good, for love is hard. Love between one person and another: that is perhaps the hardest thing it is laid on us to do, the utmost, the ultimate trial and test, the work for which all other work is just preparation.

Il vostro più intimo accadere è degno di tutto il vostro amore.

be patient towards all that is unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms, like books written in a foreign tongue. Do not now strive to uncover answers: they cannot be given you because you have not been able to live them. And what matters is to live everything. Live the questions for now. Perhaps then you will gradually, without noticing it, live your way into the answer

Love is something difficult and it is more difficult than other things because in other conflicts nature herself enjoins men to collect themselves, to take themselves firmly in hand with all their strength, while in the heightening of love the impulse is to give oneself wholly away.

Amar também é bom: pois o amor é difícil. Ter amor, de uma pessoa por outra, talvez seja a coisa mais difícil que nos foi dada, a mais extrema, a derradeira prova e provação, o trabalho para o qual qualquer outro trabalho é apenas uma preparação. Por isso as pessoas jovens, iniciantes em tudo, ainda não podem amar: precisam aprender o amor.

Me pregunto si estoy lo suficientemente sereno y maduro como para iniciar el diario que te quiero llevar de vuelta a casa...

Only love can touch and hold [works of art] and be fair to them.

Each person loses himself then for the other's sake and loses the other and many more who were yet to come.

Mais si, à force de constance, nous acceptons de subir l'amour comme un dur apprentissage au lieu de nous perdre aux jeux faciles et frivoles qui permettent aux hommes de se dérober à la gravité de l'existence, - alors peut-être un insensible progrès, un certain allégement pourra venir à ceux qui suivront et longtemps encore après nous. Et ce serait beaucoup

love is nothing but the urgent and blessed appeal for another person to be beautiful, abundant, great, intense, unforgettable; nothing but the surging commitment for him to amount to something.

I am so glad you are here. It makes me realize how beautiful my world is.

To love is also good, for love is hard. Love between one person and another: that is perhaps the hardest thing it is laid on us to do, the utmost, the ultimate trial and test, the work for which all other work is just preparation.

And so, dear sir, love your solitude, accept the pain it causes you, and make a melody with it.

Women, in whom life abides and dwells more immediately, more fruitfully and more trustingly, are bound to have ripened more thoroughly, become more human human beings, than a man, who is all too light and has not been pulled down beneath the surface of life by the weight of a bodily fruit and who, in his arrogance and impatience, undervalues what he thinks he loves.

Works of art can be described as having an essence of eternal solitude and an understanding is attainable least of all by critique. Only love can grasp and hold them and can judge them fairly.