LOVE QUOTES LIII

quotations about love

I think love and hate are really the same thing. They're what you feel when someone matters more to you than anything else; more than yourself, even.

K. J. PARKER

Evil for Evil


Love, I find is like singing. Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves, though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much.

ZORA NEALE HURSTON

Dust Tracks on a Road


This is love: You stop bothering about the universal, the general, get sucked instead into the local and particular: When will I see her again? What shall we do today? Do you like these shoes? Theory and reflection are delicate old uncles bustled out of the way by the boisterous nephews action and desire. Themes evaporate, only plot remains.

GLEN DUNCAN

The Last Werewolf

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The strength of a love is always misjudged if we evaluate it by its immediate cause and not the stress that went before it, the dark and hollow space full of disappointment and loneliness that precedes all the great events in the heart's history.

STEFAN ZWEIG

The Burning Secret and Other Stories

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Love is all there is, it makes the world go 'round
Love and only love, it can't be denied
No matter what you think about it
You just won't be able to do without it
Take a tip from one who's tried

BOB DYLAN

"I Threw It All Away", Nashville Skyline


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 is the crown that glorifies; the curse
That brands and burdens; it is life and death.
It is the great law of the universe;
And nothing can exist without its breath.

ELLA WHEELER WILCOX

"What Love Is"


Sure, love vincit omnia; is immeasurably above all ambition, more precious than wealth, more noble than name. He knows not life who knows not that: he hath not felt the highest faculty of the soul who hath not enjoyed it.

WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY

Esmond


The problem with being passionately in love ... is that it deprives you of too much sleep.

DAN SIMMONS

The Rise of Endymion

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Love's dream, too, knows decay;
Awhile the soul-harp's wildly thrilling strain
Pours out those notes we ne'er forget again,
And the deep fountains of the heart burst forth
As if to gladden every spot of earth;
But O! it will not stay.

MARY T. LATHRAP

"Song of the Earth-Weary"

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Love is always right.

RICHARD LAYMON

The Stake

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When you love someone
you have to let them go.
It's the only way to keep them.

MACRINA WIEDERKEHR

Seasons of Your Heart


Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. What then kills love? Only this: Neglect.

JEANETTE WINTERSON

Written on the Body


The clearer and happier you feel inside, the more joyous and loving your outer world becomes because love attracts love.

JUDY HALL

Love Crystals

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I loved long and long,
And grew to be out of fashion
Like an old song.

WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

"O Do Not Love Too Long", In the Seven Woods

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Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime,
Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

JOHN DONNE

The Sun Rising

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The gospel of love spread among a sex for the needs of militarism and the labor market has filled woman with the spiritual hysteria of apostleship.

MARIAN COX

"The Fools of Love", The Dry Rot of Society and Other Essays


Love is said to be an involuntary passion, and it is, therefore, contended that it cannot be resisted. This is true in part only, for like all things else, when nourished and supplied plentifully with ailment, it is rapid in its progress; but let these be withdrawn and it may be stifled in its birth or much stinted in its growth.

GEORGE WASHINGTON

letter to Eleanor Parke Custis, Jan. 16, 1795

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Now, girls, if you want to observe a young man hustle out after a pick and shovel, just tell him that your heart is in some other fellow's grave. Young men are grave-robbers by nature.

O. HENRY

"The Count and the Wedding Guest"

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Where did love begin? What human being looked at another and saw in their face the forests and the sea? Was there a day, exhausted and weary, dragging home food, arms cut and scarred, that you saw yellow flowers and, not knowing what you did, picked them because I love you?

JEANETTE WINTERSON

Lighthousekeeping