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"The great tragedy of life is not that men perish, but that they cease to love." |
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- - - William Somerset Maugham |
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Love |
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"A surge of blood, a rush of adrenaline, a thing of pain and innocence that lasts a lifetime" |
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Love of country is like love of woman--he loves her best who seeks to bestow on her the highest good. |
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- - - Felix Adler |
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In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities. |
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- - - János Arany |
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He was my North, my South, my East and West, |
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My working week and Sunday rest, |
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My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; |
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I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. |
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- - - W. H. Auden |
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I'll love you, dear, I'll love you |
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Till China and Africa meet, |
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And the river jumps over the mountain |
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And the salmon sing in the street. |
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I'll love you till the ocean |
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Is folded and hung up to dry |
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And the seven stars go squawking |
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Like geese about the sky. |
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- - - W. H. Auden "As I Walked Out One Evening" |
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What the world needs now is love, sweet love, |
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It's the only thing that there's just too little of. |
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- - - Burt Bacharach / Hal David |
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But, O Sarah! if the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; In the gladdest days and in the darkest nights . . . always, always, and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath, as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again. |
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- - - Major Sullivan Ballou, to his wife, a week before his death in 1861 |
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Love is the delightful interval between meeting a girl and discovering that she looks like a haddock. |
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- - - John Barrymore |
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I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love. |
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- - - Henry Ward Beecher |
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The love you take is equal to the love you make. |
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- - - The Beatles "The End" |
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The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope. |
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- - - Walter Benjamin "One-Way Street and Other Writings" |
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If ever two were one, then surely we. |
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If ever man were loved by wife, then thee. |
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If every wife was happy with a man, |
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Compare with me ye women if you can. |
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- - - Anne Bradstreet "To My Dearest and Loving Husband," 1678 |
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. |
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I love thee to the depth and breath and height |
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My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight |
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For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. |
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- - - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "Sonnets from the Portuguese" |
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O lyric Love, half angel and half bird |
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And all a wonder and a wild desire. |
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- - - Robert Browning "The Ring and the Book" |
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Unless you can love, as the angels may, |
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With the breadth of heaven betwixt you; |
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Unless you can dream that his faith is fast, |
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Through behoving and unbeloving; |
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Unless you can die when the dream is past-- |
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Oh, never call it loving! |
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- - - Robert Browning |
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Had we never loved so kindly, |
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Had we never loved so blindly, |
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Never met - or never parted, |
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We had never been broken-hearted. |
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- - - Robert Burns "Ae Fond Kiss" |
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'Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have lost at all. |
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- - - Samuel Butler |
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Love is always either increasing or decreasing. |
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- - - Andreas Capellanus |
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We always deceive ourselves twice about the people we love - first to their advantage, then to their disadvantage. |
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- - - Albert Camus |
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Give me more love or more disdain; |
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The torrid or the frozen zone; |
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Bring equal ease unto my pain; |
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The temperate affords me none. |
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- - - Thomas Carew |
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Of all the pain, the greatest pain, |
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Is to love, but to love in vain. |
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- - - Abraham Cowley |
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Love comes from blindness, friendship from knowledge. |
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- - - Comte de Bussy-Rabutin |
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Love is a power too strong to be overcome by anything but flight. |
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- - - Miguel de Cervantes |
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Love is the enchanted dawn of every heart. |
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- - - Alphonse Marie de Lamartine |
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There are people who would have never fallen in love if they never heard of love. |
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- - - Francois de la Rochefoucauld |
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Love never dies of starvation, but often of indigestion. |
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- - - Ninon de Lenclos |
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Love does not consist in gazing at each-other but in looking together in the same direction. |
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- - - Antoine de Saint-Exupery |
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You need someone to love while you're looking for someone to love. |
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- - - Shelagh Delaney |
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I love Mickey Mouse more than any woman I've ever known. |
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- - - Walt Disney |
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Parting is worse than death; it is the death of love. |
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- - - John Dryden |
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Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love. |
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- - - George Eliot |
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A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, |
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A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread - and Thou |
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Beside me singing in the Wilderness - |
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Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow! |
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- - - Edward Fitzgerald "The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam" |
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Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired. |
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- - - Robert Frost |
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A man in love is incomplete until he has married. Then he's finished. |
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- - - Zsa Zsa Gabor |
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It is the special quality of love not to be able to remain stationary, to be obliged to increase under pain of diminishing. |
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- - - Andre Gide |
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Love is a perky elf dancing a merry little jig and then suddenly he turns on you with a miniature machine-gun. |
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- - - Matt Groening |
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Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives. |
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- - - Louise Hay |
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Never judge someone by who he's in love with; judge him by his friends. People fall in love with the most appalling people. |
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- - - Cynthia Heimel |
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Somewhere there was once a Flower, a Stone, a Crystal, a Queen, a King, a Palace, a Lover and his Beloved, and this was long ago, on an Island somewhere in the ocean 5,000 years ago....Such is Love, the Mystic Flower of the Soul. This is the Center, the Self. |
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- - - Carl Jung |
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Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illuminates it. |
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- - - Martin Luther King, Jr. |
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The adoration of his heart had been to her only as the perfume of a wild flower, which she had carelessly crushed with her foot in passing. |
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- - - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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There is nothing holier, in this life of ours, than the first consciousness of love --the first fluttering of its silken wings. |
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- - - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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Two souls with but a single thought, |
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Two hearts that beat as one. |
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- - - Maria Lovell "Ingomar the Barbarian" |
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Who ever loved that loved not at first sight? |
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- - - Christopher Marlowe "Hero and Leander" |
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The tragedy of love is indifference. |
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- - - William Somerset Maugham |
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And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love . . . you make. |
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- - - Paul McCartney |
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Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another. |
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- - - H. L. Mencken |
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Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence. |
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- - - H. L. Mencken |
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To be in love is merely to be in a state of perpetual anesthesia - to mistake an ordinary young woman for a goddess. |
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- - - H. L. Mencken |
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After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished; |
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Need we say it was not love, just because it perished? |
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- - - Edna St. Vincent Millay |
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It's not love's going hurts my days, |
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But that it went in little ways. |
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- - - Edna St. Vincent Millay |
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Jealousy is the injured lover's hell. |
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- - - John Milton |
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Moons and Junes and Ferris wheel |
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The dizzy dancing way you feel |
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As every fairy tale comes real |
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I've looked at love that way. |
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- - - Joni Mitchell "Both Sides Now" |
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Alas! how light a cause may move |
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Dissension between hearts that love! |
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Hearts that the world in vain had tried, |
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And sorrow but more closely tied; |
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That stood the storm when waves were rough, |
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Yet in a sunny hour fall off. |
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- - - Thomas Moore |
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I have loved many, the more and the few - |
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I have loved many that I might love you. |
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- - - Grace Fallow Norton |
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Nothing cures like time and love. |
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- - - Laura Nyro |
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In love there are two things: bodies and words. |
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- - - Joyce Carol Oates |
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Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense. |
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- - - Mark A. Overby |
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Love and dignity cannot share the same abode. |
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- - - Ovid |
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Hell's afloat in lover's tears. |
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- - - Dorothy Parker |
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Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away. |
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- - - Dorothy Parker |
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Once, when I was young and true, |
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Someone left me sad - |
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Broke my brittle heart in two; |
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And that was very bad. |
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Love is for unlucky folk, |
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Love is but a curse. |
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Once there was a heart I broke; |
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And that, I think, is worse. |
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- - - Dorothy Parker "A Very Short Song" |
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Little drops of rain |
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Whisper of the pain |
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Tears of love |
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Lost in the days gone by. |
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- - - Robert Plant "Thank You" |
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Love is a reciprocal torture. |
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- - - Marcel Proust |
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Love, the quest; marriage, the conquest; divorce, the inquest. |
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- - - Helen Rowland |
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Love is like the moon; when it does not increase it decreases. |
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- - - Segur |
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Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, |
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Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, |
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Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. |
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What is it else? A madness most discreet, |
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A choking gall and a preserving sweet. |
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- - - William Shakespeare "Romeo and Juliet" |
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Men have died from time to time, and the worms have eaten 'em, but not for love. |
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- - - William Shakespeare "As You Like It" |
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First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity. |
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- - - George Bernard Shaw "John Bull's Other Island" |
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If we reason, we would be understood; if we imagine, we would that the airy children of our brain were born anew within another's; if we feel, we would that another's nerves should vibrate to our own, that the beams of their eyes should kindle at once and mix and melt into our own, that lips of motionless ice should not reply to lips quivering and burning with the heart's best blood. This is Love. |
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- - - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Essay on Love" |
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All is fair in love and war. |
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- - - Francis Edward Smedley |
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You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving. |
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- - - Robert Louis Stevenson |
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If love were what the rose is, |
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And I were like the leaf, |
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Our lives would grow together |
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In sad or singing weather. |
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- - - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Match" |
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Shower the people you love with love |
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Show them the way that you feel |
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Things are gonna work out fine if you only will. |
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- - - James Taylor "Shower the People" |
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The joy of late love is like green firewood when set aflame, for the longer the wait in lighting, the greater heat it yields and the longer its force lasts. |
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- - - Chrétien de Troyes "The Knight with Lion" |
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Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit. |
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- - - Peter Ustinov |
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Here are fruits, flowers, leaves and branches, |
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And here is my heart which beats only for you. |
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- - - Paul Verlaine "Romances sans Paroles" |
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Love begets love, love knows no rules, this is the same for all. |
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- - - Virgil |
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It has ever been since time began, |
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That love is a mood- no more- to man, |
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And ever will be, till time lose breath, |
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And love to a woman is life or death. |
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- - - Ella Wheeler Wilcox "Blind" |
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Life is one fool thing after another where as love is two fool things after each other. |
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- - - Oscar Wilde |
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To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance. |
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- - - Oscar Wilde |
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