LOVE QUOTES XLVIII

quotations about love

All or nothing at all, the true lover says, and that's the truth of it. My love will never die, he says. He claims eternity. And rightly. How can it die when it's life itself? What do we know of eternity but the glimpse we get of it when we enter in that bond?

URSULA K. LE GUIN

The Other Wind

Ursula K. Le Guin (October 21, 1929 - January 22, 2018) was an American author best known for her works of speculative fiction. Her literary career spanned nearly sixty years, yielding more than twenty novels and over a hundred short stories, in addition to poetry, literary criticism, translations, and children's books.


All is fair in love and war.

JOHN LYLY

Euphues: The Anatomy of Wit

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A little while the rose,
And after that the thorn;
An hour of dewy morn,
And then the glamour goes.
Ah, love in beauty born,
A little while the rose!

HENRY VAN DYKE

"Roseleaf"

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Yes, life is but a waste,
A cheerless pathway, where
No healthy fruit allures the taste,
No flowerets balm the air,
If Love, the wild rose, ne'er luxuriates there.

WILLIAM B. TAPPAN

"Love"

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Who strikes man with love -- God or the Devil?

LEONID ANDREYEV

He Who Gets Slapped

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When you get in love you are made all over again. The person who loves you has picked you out of the great mass of uncreated clay which is humanity to make something out of, and the poor lumpish clay which is you wants to find out what it has been made into. But at the same time, you, in the act of loving somebody, become real, cease to be a part of the continuum of the uncreated clay and get the breath of life in you and rise up. So you create yourself by creating another person, who, however, has also created you, picked up the you-chunk of clay out of the mass. So there are two you's, the one you create by loving and the one the beloved creates by loving you. The farther those two you's are apart the more the world grinds and grudges on its axis. But if you loved and were loved perfectly then there wouldn't be any difference between the two you's or any distance between them. They would coincide perfectly, there would be perfect focus, as when a stereoscope gets the twin images on the card into perfect alignment.

ROBERT PENN WARREN

Four Quarters, 1970

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When we are in love, our love is too big a thing for us to be able together to contain it within ourselves. It radiates towards the loved one, finds there a surface which arrests it, forcing it to return to its starting-point, and it is this repercussion of our own feeling which we call the other's feelings and which charms us more then than on its outward journey because we do not recognise it as having originated in ourselves.

MARCEL PROUST

Within a Budding Grove

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When in love, the sight of the beloved has a completeness which no words and no embrace can match: a completeness which only the act of making love can temporarily accommodate.

JOHN BERGER

Ways of Seeing

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There are moments of passion and joy, but most of this love is enduring the long stretches of dealing with not-so-thrilling stuff because one has to do so and no one else will. Moreover, one cannot imagine doing otherwise. If that sounds like your marriage, congratulations.

ANDY SENIOR

"Love and the Single Factotum", Syncopated Times, September 26, 2018


The only way to experience love is to buy it and have it installed in your head. But, like most technology, its shelf-life is limited.

GERMAIN LUSSIER

"Love Is a Gadget in This Upcoming Scott Eastwood Film", Gizmodo, August 15, 2016


Our earthly loves are but so many silver steps leading us up to the great golden love of God.

HENRY WARD BEECHER

Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit


One of the nice things about having a lover, it makes you think about everything anew. The rest of your life becomes a kind of movie, flat and even rather funny.

JOHN UPDIKE

Rabbit Redux

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Once you love someone it's like cancer. It spreads and spreads until it eats you up.

ANN WUEHLER

Interviews With Loneliness

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No man knoweth how another man maketh his love, for women tell not.

GELETT BURGESS

The Maxims of Methuselah


Never seek to tell thy love
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind does move
Silently, invisibly.

WILLIAM BLAKE

Poems from Blake's Notebook


Love, in this world, is like a seed taken from the tropics, and planted where the winter comes too soon; and it cannot spread itself in flower-clusters and wide-twining vines, so that the whole air is filled with the perfume thereof. But there is to be another summer for it yet. Care for the root now, and God will care for the top by and by.

HENRY WARD BEECHER

Life Thoughts


Love's a dog in a manger.

D. H. LAWRENCE

Sons and Lovers

David Herbert Lawrence (11 September 1885 - 2 March 1930) was an English writer and poet. His collected works represent, among other things, an extended reflection on the dehumanizing effects of modernity and industrialization. His opinions earned him many enemies and he endured official persecution, censorship, and misrepresentation of his creative work throughout the second half of his life, much of which he spent in a voluntary exile he called his "savage pilgrimage".


Love is the most melodious of all harmonies.

HONORE DE BALZAC

Physiology of Marriage


Love is the immortal flow of energy that nourishes, extends and preserves. Its eternal goal is life.

SMILEY BLANTON

Love or Perish

Smiley Blanton (1882-1966) was an American psychiatrist and psychoanalyst. A patient of Sigmund Freud, his Diary of My Analysis with Freud appeared in 1971. Later in his career, Blanton collaborated with Norman Vincent Peale in establishing the American Foundation of Religion and Psychiatry. Together, they opened the Religio-Psychiatric Clinic at the Marble Collegiate Church on lower Fifth Avenue, where free assistance was offered to people suffering from emotional disturbances such as anxiety and depression.


Love is the desire to give, not to receive, something. Love is the art of producing something with the other's talents.

BERTOLT BRECHT

"Love of Whom?"

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