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