Archive for July, 2009

See things as they are not

Friday, July 31st, 2009

Love is a state in which a man sees things most decidedly as the are not.

~Friedrich Nietzsche~

 

I feel

Friday, July 31st, 2009

I hold it true, whatever befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; ‘Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.

~Lord Alfred Tennyson~

 

Love is like singing.

Friday, July 31st, 2009

Love, I find, is like singing. Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves, though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much.

~Zora Neale Hurston~

 

Condition

Friday, July 31st, 2009

Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.

~Robert Heinlein~

 

A beautiful thing

Friday, July 31st, 2009

Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.

~Mother Teresa~

 

She s gone

Friday, July 31st, 2009

She’s gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.

~William Shakespeare~

 

How beautiful

Friday, July 31st, 2009

[The lover says:] How beautiful you are, now that you love me

~Marlene Dietrich~

 

More love

Friday, July 31st, 2009

I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.

~Mother Teresa~

 

First love

Friday, July 31st, 2009

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity: no really self-respecting woman would take advantage of it.

~George Bernard Shaw~

 

Love is a smoke

Friday, July 31st, 2009

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet.

~William Shakespeare~