LOVE QUOTES LVI

quotations about love

How far above all price Love's costly wine,
Which can the meanest chalice make divine!

RICHARD CHENEVIX TRENCH

"Love"


Happy is love or friendship when returned--
The lovers whose pure flames have equal burned.

BION OF SMYRNA

"Friendship"

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The wine of Love can be obtained by none,
Save Him who trod the winepress all alone.

RICHARD CHENEVIX TRENCH

"Love"


To find love round your ways,
A shield in evil days;
A robe that keeps you warm,
As ermine, from the storm;
To wear it as a jewel-flame,
A cross of honor, with a royal name;
To sit a queen, unmoved
By want or grief--this is to be beloved.

CAROLINE SPENCER

"The Difference"

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Oh, God, I know no joy as great as a moment of rushing into a new love, no ecstasy like that of a new love. I swim in the sky; I float; my body is full of flowers, flowers with fingers giving me acute, acute caresses, sparks, jewels, quivers of joy, dizziness, such dizziness. Music inside of one, drunkenness. Only closing the eyes and remembering, and the hunger, the hunger for more, more, the great hunger, the voracious hunger, and thirst.

ANAIS NIN

diary, May 30, 1934

Anaïs Nin (February 21, 1903 - January 14, 1977) was a French-Cuban American diarist, essayist, novelist and writer of short stories and erotica. Nin's most studied works are her diaries or journals, which detail her marriages to Hugh Parker Guiler and Rupert Pole, in addition to her numerous affairs, including those with psychoanalyst Otto Rank and writer Henry Miller.


Love is a jeering mime.

KENNETH RAND

"Ante Lucem"

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What is the science at work behind falling out of love? How does the skin of a person you made love to once start feeling strange even to touch? How do feelings that you once invested your every living breath in while expressing just get reduced to mere memories of words? How does the joy of a heart overflowing with love suddenly transforms into an empty cauldron with echoes of pain? Is love a mirage?

AMIT MEHRA

"As I Watch a Love End I Realize, Love is Always a Stowaway", The Good Men Project, March 14, 2016


Those who are gone, you have. Those who departed loving you, love you still; and you love them always. They are not really gone, those dear hearts and true; they are only gone into the next room; and you will presently get up and follow them, and yonder door will close upon you, and you will be no more seen.

WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY

Roundabout Papers


It's love that makes the world go round!

W. S. GILBERT

Iolanthe

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Love's a fire that needs renewal
Of fresh beauty for its fuel.

THOMAS CAMPBELL

Freedom and Love


Pleasure and pain at once register upon the lover, inasmuch as the desirability of the love object derives, in part, from its lack. To whom is it lacking? To the lover. If we follow the trajectory of eros we consistently find it tracing out this same route: it moves out from the lover toward the beloved, then ricochets back to the lover himself and the hole in him, unnoticed before. Who is the subject of most love poems? Not the beloved. It is that hole.

ANNE CARSON

Eros the Bittersweet

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Marriage--what an abomination! Love--yes, but not marriage. Love cannot exist in marriage, because love is an ideal; that is to say, something not quite understood--transparencies, colour, light, a sense of the unreal. But a wife--you know all about her--who her father was, who her mother was, what she thinks of you and her opinion of the neighbours over the way. Where, then, is the dream, the au dela? There is none. I say in marriage an au dela is impossible ... the endless duet of the marble and the water, the enervation of burning odours, the baptismal whiteness of women, light, ideal tissues, eyes strangely dark with kohl, names that evoke palm trees and ruins, Spanish moonlight or maybe Persepolis. The monosyllable which epitomizes the ennui and the prose of our lives is heard not, thought not there--only the nightingale-harmony of an eternal yes. Freedom limitless; the Mahometan stands on the verge of the abyss, and the spaces of perfume and colour extend and invite him with the whisper of a sweet unending yes. The unknown, the unreal ... Thus love is possible, there is a delusion, an au dela.

GEORGE MOORE

Confessions of a Young Man

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Love is clockworks
And cold steel
Fingers too numb to feel
Squeeze the handle
Blow out the candle
Love is blindness

U2

"Love Is Blindness", Achtung Baby


Love lives in palaces as well as in thatched huts.

JAPANESE PROVERB


Love is the one thing stronger than desire and the only proper reason to resist temptation.

JEANETTE WINTERSON

Written on the Body


Love is blind, but not the neighbors.

MEXICAN PROVERB