Women

The light, that lies
In woman's eyes,
Has been my heart's undoing.
Thomas Moore

A woman is always a mystery: one must not be fooled by her face and her hearts inspiration.
De Amicis

A woman's heart is an ocean of secrets.
Rose Dawson in "Titanic"

Why did I love her? Because it was her; because it was me.
Montaigne

I have noticed that the people who are late are often so much jollier than the people who have to wait for them.
E.V. Lucas

You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her.
Unknown

The silk was invented so that women could be naked wearing clothes.
Arabic Proverb

I wanted to kiss this woman so bad, I wondered how I would stay alive without it.
Richard Cohen

Beauty is power; a smile is its sword
Charles Reade

She comes like the husht beauty of the night
and sees too deep for laughter;
her touch is a vibration and a light
from worlds before and after.
Ernest Markham

As perfume doth remain
in the folds where it hath lain,
so the thought of you, remaining
deeply folded in my brain,
will not leave me: all things leave me:
you remain.
Arthur Symons

One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again, I wrote it with a second hand;
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
Vain man, said she that dost in vain assay,
A mortal thing so to immortalize.
Edmund Spenser

(from) Thine Am I
Take away these rosy lips,
rich with balmy treasure!
Turn away thine eyes of love,
lest I die with pleasure!

What is life when wanting love?
Night without a morning!
Love's the cloudless summer sun,
nature gay adorning.
Robert Burns

Love's Philosophy
The fountains mingle with the river,
and the rivers with the ocean;
the winds of heaven mix forever
with a sweet emotion;
nothing in the world is single;
all things, by a law divine,
in one another's being mingle -
why not I with thine?
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Song of Solomon 7:2-6
Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
Thy neck is like a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
The Bible