LOVE QUOTES XLVI

quotations about love


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All love's details burned bright. Surely they meant something? Surely they were enough? But they came and went and there we still were, with new unfillable space between us.

GLEN DUNCAN
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By Blood We Live


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Tags: Glen Duncan


Love is not wanting the other to become a clone of ourselves. 'Other' offers resistance, pushing us to find what is self. Love is actively embracing our equality and pushing each other to realise our full potential and make our full contribution to the world.

HOWARD JONES

"What is love -- can it really be defined and explained?", The Guardian, February 12, 2016


Whatever our religious practice, love has no religion. On the contrary love is a religion of its own.

SANJAY LEELA BHANSALI

"Bajirao Mastani is a tribute to Mughal-e-Azam: Sanjay Leela Bhansali", Firstpost, December 22, 2015


For me, love is the never-ending question. It is confusing. It is the answer, but it is also inundated with contradictions and complications.

JENNIFER LOPEZ

"Jennifer Lopez: Still Wild at Heart", Glamour


Constancy in love ... is only inconstancy confined to one object.

FRANÇOIS DE LA ROCHEFOUCAULD

Moral Maxims


I had no illusions about love anymore. It came, it went, it left casualties or it didn't. People weren't meant to be together forever, regardless of what the songs say.

SARAH DESSEN

This Lullaby


'Tis a secret: none knows how it comes, how it goes:
But the name of the secret is Love!

LEWIS CARROLL

Sylvie and Bruno Concluded

Tags: Lewis Carroll


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 is the most destructive weapon of all, the only problem being how to contain and channel it into something that can be spanned, aimed and loosed.

K. J. PARKER

Devices and Desires


I never saw love as luck, as that gift from the gods which put everything else in place, and allowed you to succeed. No, I saw love as reward. One could find it only after one's virtue, or one's courage, or self-sacrifice, or generosity, or loss, has succeeded in stirring the power of creation.

NORMAN MAILER

Harlot's Ghost


Love is of noble birth and heavenly origin. The glory of his personality no words can describe. He is as an angel of light dwelling among the children of men.

NICIAS BALLARD COOKSEY

Helps to Happiness


When it comes to attracting men, logic escapes even the savviest of women. Probably because there is no logic involved.... You can read all the self-help books you want, you can run on a treadmill till you've reduced your tuchas to bubkes, you can stuff your face with oysters, and it won't make a bit of difference. For love, attraction, compatibility, and companionship are not a science of objectivity; they are, rather, far and away the single most subjective matter in the history of the universe. Did Cavewoman X have a romp in the cave with Caveman Y because of his universally sought-after ability to single-handedly kill a wildebeest with his bare hands and bring it to the feet of his intended? No, she probably just liked the way his mouth turned up at the corners in concentration while he chiseled out a piece of flint.

GWEN MACSAI

Lipshtick


Love it is the precious loom,
Whose shuttle weaves each tangled thread,
And works flowers of exquisite bloom,
Shedding their perfume where we tread.

JAMES MCINTYRE

"Power of Love"


For misdirected love, the attainment of its object is, indeed, the best cure; but it cures as the guillotine cures headache.

IVAN PANIN

Thoughts

Tags: Ivan Panin


All human love is a faint type of God's;
An echoing note from a harmonious whole;
A feeble spark from an undying flame;
A single drop from an unfathomed sea:
But God's is infinite; it fills the earth
And heaven, and the broad, trackless realms of space.

ALBERT LAIGHTON

"The Love of God"

Tags: Albert Laighton


A lover is like a firefly,
lighting your life for a moment,
then leaving you to deal with the darkness
Until it flashes again.

RICH REITH

"Soulmate"


The kind of love my mum talks about is full of worry and work and forgiving people and putting up with things and stuff like that. It's not a lot of fun, that's for sure. If that really is love, the kind my mum talks about, then nobody can ever know if they love somebody, can they? It seems like what she's saying is, if you're pretty sure you love somebody, the way I was sure in those few weeks, then you can't love them, because that isn't what love is. Trying to understand what she means by love would do your head in.

NICK HORNBY

Slam


Empires, thrones, kings, dominions, all may be swept away by the force of circumstances, or time; glory, honour, position, wealth, and good name may be gone forever; and love may still be alive, fresh and young. Love born on high soars aloft, and makes its heavenly influence felt in every land and every clime; every nation bows before its power, every caste and every creed own its conquering influence. Love is the foundation of all happiness here and in the life to come, of all earthly joy and heavenly bliss the one spot of garden in the desert of many a life; the spring that is never dried up, and that pours forth its soothing waters o'er many an aching breast. Love can ne'er be bough; no fear can quench it; and absence makes it burn more brightly. Love never dies, or e'er grows old, but year after year it grows in strength and purity, till its golden rays touch the sky, from whence it came.

T. AUGUSTUS FORBES LEITH

"On Love", Short Essays


Ah, when love dies, women lose two and a half inches in height.

M. C. BEATON

Love, Lies and Liquor

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The sweetness of human love is to be compared, therefore, to the sweetness of a flower, whose glowing colors and voluptuous fragrance are intended by Nature to attract the winged insects, whose visits are necessary for the fertilization of the seed. The color fades, the flower falls, the perfume vanishes, death soon follows after; but Nature is not mocked.

ARTHUR FOLEY WINNINGTON-INGRAM

"Love's Nature", Thoughts on Love and Death