Quotes About Love

That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.

Love is a spirit all compact of fire, Not gross to sink, but light, and will aspire.

O, she tore the letter into a thousand half-pence; railed at herself, that she should be so immodest to write to one that she knew would flout her. 'I measure him,' says she, 'by my own spirit; for I should flout him, if he writ to me; yea, though I love him, I should.

and, assure thyself, there is no love-broker in the world can more prevail in man's commendation with woman than report of valour.

Love loving not itself, none other can.

Thus give I mine, and thus take I thy heart.

You hold too heinous a respect of grief. CONSTANCE. He talks to me that never had a son. KING PHILIP. You are as fond of grief as of your child. CONSTANCE. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.

But now my gracious numbers are decay'd, And my sick muse doth give another place. I grant, sweet love, thy lovely argument Deserves the travail of a worthier pen;

Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, Shall win my love – and so I take my leave, In resolution as I swore before. -Hortensio

we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted lusts; whereof I take this, that you call love, to be a sect or scion.

Now does he feel His secret murders sticking on his hands. Now minutely revolts upbraid his faith-breach. Those he commands move only in command, Nothing in love. Now does he feel his title Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe Upon a dwarfish thief.

Ah, she doth teach the torches to burn bright, it seems she hangs against the cheek of night like a rich jewel from an Ethiope's ear, beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.

É quase dia; desejara que já tivesses ido, não mais longe porém, do que a travessa menina deixa o meigo passarinho que das mãos ela solta - tal qual pobre prisioneiro na corda bem torcida - para logo puxá-lo novamente pelo fio de seda, tão ciumenta e amorosa é de sua liberdade.

L'amore, com'io penso, e la ingenuità d'una lingua impacciata, pur senza parlare, sanno significare molto.

Saadeti tamamen idrak eden bir kimse, Ä°fadeden acizdir duyduÄŸu saadeti, Bu his onu tamamen tatmin ettiÄŸi için, Yoktur kelimelerle süslemenin imkân?. Servetini sayanlar dilencilerdir ancak, Benim aÅŸk?m o kadar fazlalaÅŸm?? artm?? ki Servetimin yar?s?n? bile saymak imkâns?z.

A contract of eternal bond of love,   Confirmed by mutual joinder of your hands,   Attested by the holy close of lips,   Strengthened by interchangement of your rings,   And all the ceremony of this compact   Sealed in my function, by my testimony;

Dostluk s?caktan soÄŸuÄŸa böyle geçer iÅŸte. Dikkat et, hep böyle olur, Lucilius. Sevgi tükenip bezginliÄŸe yüz tuttu mu, Zoraki nezaket gösterileri baÅŸlar. Aç?k yürekli, candan baÄŸl? bir insan gösteriÅŸ yapmaz.

Acest volum de-amor, amant r?zle?, De s-ar lega, ar fi f?r? de pre?

For let the gods so speed me as I love The name of honor more than I fear death.

Slabosti tvoje ime je žena.

Lady you berfet me of all words,/Only my blood speaks to you in my veins,/ And there is such confusion in my powers.

O, that a lady of one man refus'd, Should of another therefore be abus'd!

But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love! Oh, that she knew she were!

Love thoughts lie rich when canopied with bowers.