Quotes About Love

Some men there are love not a gaping pig;Some, that are mad if they behold a cat.

O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father, and refuse thy name;Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet.

I humbly do beseech you of your pardonFor too much loving you.

There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd.

Then, let thy love be younger than thyself,Or thy affection cannot hold the bent;For women are as roses, whose fair flowerBeing once display'd, doth fall that very hour.

This word "love," which greybeards call divine.

Farewell, fair cruelty.

Prosperity's the very bond of love,Whose fresh complexion and whose heart togetherAffliction alters.

Women are angels, wooing:Things won are done; joy's soul lies in the doing.

But love is blind, and lovers cannot seeThe pretty follies that themselves commit.

Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humor? No; the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.

From the east to western Ind,No jewel is like Rosalind.

And ruin'd love, when it is built anew,Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater.

The love of heaven makes one heavenly.

Take, O take those lips away,That so sweetly were forsworn;And those eyes, the break of day,Lights that do mislead the morn:But my kisses bring again, bring again,Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, seal'd in vain.

Sweets to the sweet.

I must dance barefoot on her wedding day,And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell.

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,All losses are restor'd and sorrows end.

When love begins to sicken and decay,It useth an enforced ceremony.There are no tricks in plain and simple faith.

Kiss me, Kate, we will be married o' Sunday.

I think we do know the sweet Roman hand.

O curse of marriage!That we can call these delicate creatures ours,And not their appetites. I had rather be a toad,And live upon the vapor of a dungeon,Than keep a corner in the thing I loveFor others' uses.

They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.