Quotes About Love

Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well." Vincent Van Gogh.

Agape love is the decision to keep loving and seeking the best for someone even when we don't feel like it, even when that person sins against us.

How we relate to God is generally how we relate to others.

I thought that nothing enormously bad or good had happened to me during my life. All the normal things had occurred. I had lived a completely unremarkable life. I wanted only my home, and the love and safety of those around me, nothing else. I knew there was no particular reason why I was put on this earth, but here I was and I was glad to be here, awed by the beauty of it. It was a perfect moment. (p.99)

It doesn't upset me to think about dying. What upsets me is the idea of John being alone after his spell passes. The idea of one of us without the other. (p.127)

Hi lover," he says to me, completely forgetting what happened before. He knows who I am. He knows that I am the one person who he loves, has always loved. No disease, no person can take that away. (p.205)

Why does the world have to destroy anything that doesn't fit in? We still can't figure out that this is the most important reason to love something

If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than it was because he was he and I was I.

Even from their infancy we frame them to the sports of love: their instruction, behavior, attire, grace, learning and all their words azimuth only at love, respects only affection. Their nurses and their keepers imprint no other thing in them.

If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.

If there is such a thing as a good marriage, it is because it resembles friendship rather than love.

Poetry like love risks everything on signs.

Being apart was wrong. Simply lying side by side did more for a relationship than words. A warm bed, a nest of animal intimacy. Words could be misunderstood, whereas loving companionship bred trust.

The strategic adversary is fascism... the fascism in us all, in our heads and in our everyday behavior, the fascism that causes us to love power, to desire the very thing that dominates and exploits us.

I don't feel that it is necessary to know exactly what I am. The main interest in life and work is to become someone else that you were not in the beginning. If you knew when you began a book what you would say at the end, do you think that you would have the courage to write it? What is true for writing and for love relationships is true also for life. The game is worthwhile insofar as we don't know where it will end.

Youth, beauty, strength: the criteria for physical love are exactly the same as those of Nazism.

To love a book is, above all, to love its author: we want to meet him again, we want to spend our days with him.

What the boy felt was something pure, something gentle, something that predates sex or sensual fulfillment. It was the simple desire to reach out and touch a loving body, to be held in loving arms. Tenderness is a deeper instinct than seduction, which is why it is so difficult to give up hope.

For men, love is nothing more than gratitude for the gift of pleasure

Quand on aime la vie, on ne lit pas.

My life, my life, my very old one My first badly healed desire, My first crippled love, You had to return. It was necessary to know What is best in our lives, When two bodies play at happiness, Unite, reborn without end. Entered into complete dependency, I know the trembling of being, The hesitation to disappear, Sunlight upon the forest's edge And love, where all is easy, Where all is given in the instant; There exists in the midst of time The possibility of an island.

La seule chance de survie, lorsqu'on est sincèrement épris, consiste à dissimuler à la femme qu'on aime, à feindre en toute circonstance un léger détachement.

Il n'y a pas d'amour dans la liberté individuelle, dans l'indépendance, c'est tout simplement un mensonge, et l'un des plus grossiers qui puisse se concevoir; il n'y a d'amour que dans le désir d'anéantissement, de fusion, de disparition individuelle, dans une sorte comme on disait autrefois de sentiment océanique, dans quelque chose qui de toute façon était, au moins dans un futur proche, condamné.

Chacun d'entre nous a beau avoir une certaine capacité de résistance on finit tous par mourir d'amour, ou plutôt d'absence d'amour, c'est au bout du compte inéluctablement mortel.