If you truly love someone, they never leave you. They remain in your heart forever. ~The Haunted Mansion (movie), 2003, written by David Berenbaum [Master Gracey —tg]
Sometimes a couple stays together for the sake of the kids — two kids who pledged to be forever true. ~Robert Brault,
Love consists of a little sighing, a little crying, a little dying — and a deal of lying. ~Author unknown
So I'll sit and rock and be happy,
And meditate mostly on love!...
Love for my mother and dad...
And love for the friends I have had!
Love for the blessings God gives me,
Love for the sunshine and showers,
Love for the creatures God put here,
And love for the trees and the flowers...
~Gertrude Tooley Buckingham (1880–1971), "To Ruth Ann"
Love is like an April day,
Half of sunshine, half of shower;
Right the poets, they who say
Love is like an April day—
Silver lined, deny who may,
Are the clouds that darkly lower—
Love is like an April day,
Half of sunshine, half of shower.
~Jean Wright
Love came to me when I was young;
He brought me songs, he brought me flowers;
Love wooed me lightly, trees among,
And dallied under scented bowers;
And loud he carolled: "Love is King!"
For he was riotous as spring
And careless of the hours,—
When I was young...
~Francis Howard Williams, "Love Came To Me," The Flute-Player and Other Poems, 1894
O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away!
~William Shakespeare, Two Gentlemen of Verona, c.1594 [I, 3, Proteus]
If you would be loved, love and be loveable. ~Benjamin Franklin, 1
What we seek in the end is not unconditional love but a love for which we, uniquely in all the world, meet all the conditions. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
I love to kiss your lying lips —
when we love our honesty slips
but soul to soul is always true —
a love lie is truth in another hue
~Terri Guillemets, "Always true," 2008
Love turns the sensible stupid and the shy wild. ~Russian proverb
Love is life. Selfishness is death. Think of one who has no throb outside of himself; is he not entombed in a grave more dark than that of earth? The moment one begins to love, if only a dog, he begins to live. To love something that is different from one's self — a flower, a star, a human soul — what power is in it, what stir of all the faculties! Oh, the manifold life of love. How it flows and streams away on every side, in love of father and mother, brother and sister, husband and wife, and friend, and little children, of the tiniest speck and grandest orb. We rejoice in all things. Every sound is a delight. The very worm beneath our feet thrills us. We are alive all over. ~Putnam, as quoted in The Christian Pioneer, 1874
Are you a man, Octave? Do you see the leaves falling from the trees, the sun rising and setting? Do you hear the ticking of the clock of time with each pulsation of your heart? Is there, then, such a difference between the love of a year and the love of an hour? I challenge you to answer that, you fool, as you sit there looking out at the infinite through a window not larger than your hand. ~Alfred de Musset, The Confession of a Child of the Century, 1836, translated from French by Kendall Warren
Although love may be planted in the lowest places, its foliage and fruits may reach to the skies. ~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Sparks from the Philosopher's Stone, 1882
Requited love is blissful state,
No mortals can themselves create:
We know not why to us 'tis given—
Enough: we know it is of Heaven.
~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Sparks from the Philosopher's Stone, 1882
To lovers! — the have-been's, the are-now's, and the may-be's. ~Minna Thomas Antrim, A Book of Toasts, 1902
In the midst of pain and urgent trouble we can not realize the supreme happiness of being loved — sweetest and deepest of all meditations.... ~Byron Caldwell Smith (1849–1877), letter to Kate Stephens (1853–1938)
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