Love Sayings Love Quotes Love Proverbs

Love? What is it? Most natural painkiller.
What there is . . . love.

William S. Burroughs (last words)


 
The wind blows out of the gates of the day,
The wind blows over the lonely of heart,
And the lonely of heart is withered away.

W.B. Yeats


 
Many waters cannot quench love,
neither can the floods drown it.

Bible, Song of Solomon


 
Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do...
but how much love we put in that action.

Mother Teresa


 
Two people in love, alone, isolated from the world,
that's beautiful.

Milan Kundera


 
When you love someone, all your saved-up wishes start coming out.

Elizabeth Bowen


 
People who are sensible about love are incapable of it.

Douglas Yates


 
Love's like the measles - all the worse when it comes late in life.

Douglas Jerrold


 
There is more hunger for love and appreciation in this world than for bread.

Mother Teresa


 
Tell me who admires you and loves you,
and I will tell you who you are.

Charles Augustin Sainte-Beauve


 
We can do no great things; only small things with great love.

Mother Teresa


 
Tenderness emerges from the fact that the two persons,
longing, as all individuals do, to overcome the separateness
and isolation to which we are all heir because we are individuals,
can participate in a relationship that, for the moment,
is not of two isolated selves but a union.

Rollo May


 
The ultimate test of a relationship is to disagree but to hold hands.

Alexandria Penney


 
The Love that dare not speak its name.

Lord Alfred Douglas


 
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth:
for thy love is better than wine.

Bible, Song of Solomon


 
Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute,
and it seems like an hour.
Sit with a pretty girl for an hour,
and it seems like a minute.
THAT'S relativity.

Albert Einstein


 
Platonic love is love from the neck up.

Thyra Samter Winslow


 
To love would be an awfully big adventure.

J.M. Barrie (Peter Pan)


 
A book without words is like love without a kiss; it's empty.

Andrew Wolfe


 
Love, love, love - all the wretched cant of it,
masking egotism, lust, masochism,
fantasy under a mythology of sentimental postures,
a welter of self-induced miseries and joys,
blinding and masking the essential personalities
in the frozen gestures of courtship,
in the kissing and the dating, and the desire,
the compliments and the quarrels which vivify its barrenness.

Germaine Greer


 
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