Quotes About Love

That's why I love entertainment, in all forms: it's connection disguised as escapism.

True love, to me, is when she's the first thought that goes through your head when you wake up and the last thought that goes through your head before you go to sleep.

love strips the mask from each of us, and we must endeavor for those we love to put the mask on so that it can be taken off again. For if there is no mask to start with, there is no pleasure in removing it, is there?

Más que de la mujer, el hombre tiende a enamorarse de los fragmentos y detalles de las cosas.

Lo que llamamos amor es en realidad jugar a arrancarnos mutuamente las máscaras; y, con tal fin, es imprescindible esforzarse en llevar tal máscara, por el bien de la persona amada. Se sigue de ahí que si no hay máscara, tampoco existe el placer de arrancarla

Cuestiones como «Amor al Pueblo» y la obligación social sólo tienen sentido si uno pierde algo cuando se desentiende de ellas... ¿Pero qué diablos tenía ella que perder?

Más que la mujer, el hombre tiende a enamorarse de los fragmentos y detalles de las cosas.

Dragostea de c?min ?i obliga?ia au rost numai atata timp cat cineva pierde ceva, aruncandu-le cat colo.

I was indeed in love with you. Though I was perhaps awkward about it, my love was constant. But the unhappy state of affairs was that I could affirm this love through awkwardness alone. I was like a child who cannot go on his school outing; at this point I could only be jealous of others.

For it is not true that one has the right to be loved by the person one loves, as the poets say.

my betrayed love had been drawn into a corner and changed to hate, my desire to reestablish the roadway had been frustrated and turned into a desire for revenge.

Day after day they'd waited for Ryoji to be taken away for his tests. Then in the brilliant light of day Kaoru would lay Reiko down on the bed, hike up her skirt, pull down her panties, and examine her sex organ. It was no more than one organ of the many that made up her body, but he found it inexplicably fascinating. His love for her had endowed it with inestimable value.

There was no end to his anxieties. Yet he supposed that in essence, that was what it meant to love someone. You had to accept all that love entailed, worries included.

Love does not grown on trees or brought in the market, but if one wants to be LOVED one must first know how to give (unconditional)LOVE..

I talk to my inner lover, and I say, why such rush? We sense that there is some sort of spirit that loves birds and animals and the ants-- perhaps the same one who gave a radiance to you in your mother's womb. Is it logical you would be walking around entirely orphaned now? The truth is you turned away yourself, and decided to go into the dark alone. Now you are tangled up in others, and have forgotten what you once knew, and that's why everything you do has some weird sense of failure in it.

Listen, my friend. He who loves understands.

It is time to put up a love-swing! Tie the body and then tie the mind so that they swing between the arms of the Secret One you love, Bring the water that falls from the clouds to your eyes, and cover yourself inside entirely with the shadow of night. Bring your face up close to his ear, and then talk only about what you want deeply to happen.

You have left Your Beloved and are thinking of others: and this is why your work is in vain.

It is a mother's noble conceit to believe she has the power to take her child's suffering and do it for him.

Nothing is more reassuring than recognizing the feet you are standing on as your own, knowing that this is my place, and I am well, and all the people I love are well.

Alles, was du liebst, geht sehr wahrscheinlich verloren, aber am Ende wird die Liebe auf andere Weise zurückkehren.

Mi verdadero miedo consiste en que jamás podré poseerte. Que en el mejor de los casos me veré limitado, como un perro inconscientemente fiel, a besar a tu mano que, distraídamente, habrás dejado a mi alcance, lo cual no será, por mi parte, una señal de amor, sino un signo de la desesperación del animal eternamente condenado al mutismo y a la distancia. Kafka a Felice Bauer (p.117)

La hermana de Max, que está tan enamorada de su novio que intenta arreglárselas para hablar a solas con las visitas, pues cara a cara es más fácil explayarse sobre el amor y repetirse.

Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.