Quotes About Love

Only the fact that we are unaware how well our nearest know us enables us to live with them. Love is the most impregnable refuge of self-esteem, and we hate the eye that reaches to our nakedness. Edith Wharton ~ The Touchstone

Courage - that's the secret! If only people who are in love weren't always so afraid of risking their happiness by looking it in the eyes.

But he would see clearer, breathe freer in her presence: she was at once the dead weight at his breast and the spar which should float them to safety.

He took [the book] up, and found himself plunged in an atmosphere unlike any he had ever breathed in books; so warm, so rich, and yet so ineffably tender, that it gave a new and haunting beauty to the most elementary of human passions.

Poor May! he said. Poor? Why poor? she echoed with a strained laugh. Because I shall never be able to open a window without worrying you, he rejoined, laughing also. For a moment she was silent; then she said very low, her head bowed over her work: I shall never worry if you're happy. Ah, my dear; and I shall never be happy unless I can open the windows! In THIS weather? she remonstrated; and with a sigh he buried his head in his book.

He saw that all the conditions of life had conspired to keep them apart; since his very detachment from the external influences which swayed her had increased his spiritual fastidiousness, and made it more difficult for him to live and love uncritically.

Her incapacity to recognize change made her children conceal their views from her as Archer concealed his; there had been, from the first, a joint pretense of sameness, a kind of innocent family hypocrisy, in which father and children had unconsciously collaborated. And she died thinking the world a good place, full of loving and harmonious households like her own.

For the first time he was face to face with his hovering dread: he was judging where he still adored.

He and she belonged to each other for always: he understood that now. The impulse which had first drawn them together again, in spite of reason, in spite of themselves almost, that deep-seated instinctive need that each had of the other, would never again wholly let them go.

She clung to him desperately, and as he drew her to his knees on the couch she felt as if they were being sucked down together into some bottomless abyss.

IT rose for them—their honey-moon—over the waters of a lake so famed as the scene of romantic raptures that they were rather proud of not having been afraid to choose it as the setting of their own.

It was a kiss with a future in it: like a ring slipped upon her soul. And now, in the dreadful pause that followed--while Strefford fidgeted with his cigarette-case and rattled the spoon in his cup--Susy remembered what she had seen through the circle of Nick's kiss: that blue illimitable distance which was at once the landscape at their feet and the future in their souls.

Because I - because I want to fell you holding me, he stammered, and dragged her to her feet.

Because I - because I want to feel you holding me, he stammered, and dragged her to her feet.

The only way I can help you is by loving you,' Selden said in a low voice.

Cuando estamos separados y deseo verte, cada pensamiento se consume en una gran llama... entonces llegad, y eres tanto más de lo que recordaba, y lo que quiero de ti tanto más que una hora o dos de vez en cuando, con desiertos de sedienta espera en los intervalos, que soy perfectamente capaz de quedarme quieto a tu lado, como ahora, simplemente confiando con tranquilidad en que todo llegará a ser real.

Chi ama le idee non è destinato a morire di fame.

Nick had secretly wearied, if not of his wife, at least of the life that their marriage compelled him to lead. His passion was not strong enough-had never been strong enough—to outweigh his prejudices, scruples, principles, or whatever one chose to call them. Susy's dignity might go up like tinder in the blaze of her love; but his was made of a less combustible substance.

el matrimonio no era un anclaje en puerto seguro, como le habían enseñado, sino un viaje por mares que no figuran en los mapas.

Not for the world would he have made a significant to her, though it seemed to him that his life hung on her next gesture.

he had found her lips at last and was drinking unconsciousness of everything but the joy they gave him.

It must be less wicked to love the wrong person than not to love anybody at all.

e o fat? delicioas?: n-am mai v?zut o a doua fiin?? atât de deÈ™teapt? È™i de dragu??. EÈ™ti tare îndr?gostit de ea? Newland Archer râse roÈ™ind: - Cât poate fi un b?rbat.

And if you can't come into the room without my feeling all over me a ripple of flame, & if, wherever you touch me, a heart beats under your touch, & if, when you hold me, & I don't speak, it's because all the words in me seem to have become throbbing pulses, & all my thoughts are a great golden blur (Joslin 20).