Quotes About Love

L]ove is also the idealism of nature … Love alone makes the nightingale a songstress; love alone gives the plant it corolla. And what wonders does love not work in our social life!

In Lucretius, sexual desire is considered real and genuine, whereas love is illusory. Venus, the goddess who represents the power of sexual desire, is the font of love. She merely mocks lovers with mental images. Try as they might, lovers cannot satisfy themselves by gazing nor by rubbing against one another because the madness of love will always return; hence Lucretius' prescription to flee the mental images, that is, to ward off what feeds love, turning the mind elsewhere.

I'm sure I've dated my share of loonies in the past. Sometimes I realized it early on and sometimes not that fast. Love can be blinding, even for therapists. Plus, crazy can be fun sometimes. Don't you think?! Maybe that's just me!

Violence is a dark contrast to what so many of us still believe in -- love.

Walter was a powerful lord in Burgundy, who, in his earliest youth, had been smitten with the charms of the fair Brunhilda, a beauty far surpassing in loveliness all her rivals; for her tresses, dark as the raven face of night, streaming over her shoulders, set off to the utmost advantage the beaming lustre of her slender form, and the rich dye of a cheek whose tint was deep and brilliant as that of the western heaven:

Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears form the eyes of woman.

Never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.

You - my life - my All - farewell. Oh, go on loving me - never doubt the faithfullest heart Of your beloved L Ever thine Ever mine Ever ours.

schon im Bette drängen sich die Ideen zu dir meine Unsterbliche Geliebte, hier und da freudig, dann wieder traurig. Vom Schicksaale abwartend, ob es unß erhört...

Whoever has created An abiding friendship, Or has won A true and loving wife, All who can call at least one soul theirs, Join in our song of praise; But any who cannot must creep tearfully Away from our circle.

Ever thine. Ever mine. Ever ours." —LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN, the Immortal Beloved Letters

Deine Liebe macht mich zum glücklichsten und zum unglücklichsten zugleich.

Wie Du mich auch liebst, stärker liebe ich Dich doch. Doch nie verberge Dich vor mir.

Good Morning, on July 7 My thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved I can only live wholly with you or not at all- Be calm my life, my all. Only by calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together. Oh continue to love me, never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved. Ever Thine Ever Mine Ever Yours

ever thine, ever mine, ever ours

I love a tree more than a man.

Love demands all, and has a right to all.

Children are the anchors of a mother's life. —SOPHOCLES, Phaedra, fragment 612

What he did was wrong. He doesn't deserve your love. But he does deserve your forgiveness, because otherwise he will grow like a weed in your heart until it's choked and overrun. The only person who suffers, when you squirrel away all that hate, is you....forgiving isn't something you do for someone else. It's something you do for yourself. It's saying, You're not important enough to have a stranglehold on me. It's saying, You don't get to trap me in the past. I am worthy of a future.

If you are a mother, you must have someone to take care of. If that someone is taken from you, whether it is a newborn or an individual old enough to have offspring of its own, can you still call yourself a mother?

Can't you hear it? you said. When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth.

I love you...But I made you cry.

How do you know she's the one for you? ...and did you ever notice how, when she's nervous,she sings? Off-key? You like that? Well, that's the thing. I think her flaws make me love her even more. She's not perfect, but she's perfect to me.

Home is not a place, but rather, the people who love you.