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Above all, true love lives by the memory. The woman whose soul is not engraved upon, either by an excess of pleasure or a strength of feeling, can she ever be said to be in love?—BALZAC, The Girl With the Golden Eyes
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Let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow.—J. M. BARRIE, The Little Minister
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Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith.—Bible, Proverbs 15:17
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Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it.—Bible, The Song of Solomon 8:7
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Love is the fulfilling of the law.—Bible, Romans 13:10
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He that loveth not abideth in fear.—Bible, 1 John 3:14
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Love iz like the meazles; we kant have it bad but onst, and the later in life we have it the tuffer it goes with us.—JOSH BILLINGS, Affurisms
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Never seek to tell thy love.—BLAKE, Love's Secret
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Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a heaven in hell's despair.—BLAKE, The Clod and the Pebble
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The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies,
When love is done.—F. W. BOURDILLON, Light
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I thought when love for you died, I should die.
It's dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on.—RUPERT BROOKE, The Life Beyond
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The ability to make love frivolously is the chief characteristic which distinguishes human beings from the beasts.—HEYWOOD BROUN, It Seems to Me
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If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only.—ELIZABETH B. BROWNING, Sonnets from the Portuguese
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Love, like Death,
Levels all ranks, and lays the shepherd's crook
Beside the sceptre.—BULWER-LYTTON, The Lady of Lyons
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Oh, my luve is like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June;
Oh, my luve is like the melodie,
T
hat's sweetly played in tune.—BURNS, A Red, Red Rose
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But to see her was to love her,
Love but her, and love forever.—BURNS, Ae Fond Kiss
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Had we never loved sae kindly,
Had we never loved sae blindly,
Never met—or never parted—
We had ne'er been broken-hearted!—BURNS, Ae Fond Kiss
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To enlarge or illustrate this power and effect of love is to set a candle in the sun.—ROBERT BURTON, Anatomy of Melancholy
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The cold in clime are cold in blood,
Their love can scarce deserve the name.—BYRON, The Giaour
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Man's love is of man's life a thing apart;
'Tis woman's whole existence.—BYRON, Don Juan
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Then fly betimes, for only they
Conquer Love that run away.—THOMAS CAREW, Conquest by Flight
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Love is ever the beginning of Knowledge, as fire is of light.—CARLYLE, Essays
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Love is an Art, and the greatest of the Arts.—EDWARD CARPENTER, The Drama of Love and Death
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My love and hers have always been purely Platonick.—CERVANTES, Don Quixote
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Love and War are the same thing, and stratagems and policy are as allowable in the one as in the other.—CERVANTES, Don Quixote
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I tell thee Love is Nature's second sun,
Causing a spring of virtues where he shines.—GEORGE CHAPMAN, All Fools
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None ever loved but at first sight they loved.—GEORGE CHAPMAN, The Blind Beggar of Alexandria
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Love is blind.—CHAUCER, Canterbury Tales
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Servant in love, and lord in marriage.—CHAUCER, Canterbury Tales
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All thoughts, all passions, all delights,
Whatever stirs this mortal frame,
All are but ministers of Love,
And feed his sacred flame.—COLERIDGE, Love
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If there's delight in love, 'tis when I see
That heart which others bleed for, bleed for me.—CONGREVE, The Way of the World
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A mighty pain to love it is,
And 'tis a pain that pain to miss;
But of all pains, the greatest pain
It is to love, but love in vain.—ABRAHAM COWLEY, Anacreon
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Love is a sickness full of woes,
All remedies refusing.—SAMUEL DANIEL, Hymen's Triumph
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Love comes unseen; we only see it go.—AUSTIN DOBSON
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Fool, not to know that love endures no tie,
And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.—DRYDEN, Palamon and Arcite
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Pains of love be sweeter far
Than all other pleasures are.—DRYDEN, Tyrannic Love
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No man ever forgot the visitations of that power to his heart and brain, which created all things new; which was the dawn in him of music, poetry, and art.—EMERSON, Love
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"Perhaps they were right in putting love into books," he thought quietly. "Perhaps it could not live anywhere else."—WILLIAM FAULKNER, Light in August
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The days of romantic love are gone by. The scientific spirit has put an end to that kind of self-deception. What we think of now is moral and intellectual and physical compatibility.—GEORGE GISSING, New Grub Street
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It is to the credit of human nature, that, except where its selfishnes is brought into play, it loves more readily than it hates.—HAWTHORNE, The Scarlet Letter
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You say to me-wards your affection's strong;
Pray love me little, so you love me long.—ROBERT HERRICK, Love me Little, Love me Long
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Love is like a dizziness,
It winna let a poor body
Gang about his bizziness.—JAMES HOGG, Love is Like a Dizziness
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Love is a proud and gentle thing, a better thing to own
Than all of the wide impossible stars over the heavens blown.—ROBINSON JEFFERS, The Door
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'Tis the pest
Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.—KEATS, Endyntion
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Lovers are never tired of each other, though they always speak o f themselves.—LA ROCHEFOUCAULD, Maxims
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In their first passion women love their lovers, in all the others they love love.—LA ROCHEFOUCAULD, Maxims
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There are few people who would not be ashamed of being loved when they love no longer.—LA ROCHEFOUCAULD, Maxims
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The pleasure of love is in loving. We are happier in the passion we feel than in that we inspire.—LA ROCHEFOUCAULD, Maxims
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Love is the selfishness of two persons.—LA SALLE
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Love in my bosom like a bee
Doth suck his sweet.—THOMAS LODGE, Rosalind
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There was never any yet that wholly could escape love, and never shall there be any, never so long as beauty shall be, never so long as eyes can see.—LONGUS, Daphnis and Chloe
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I could not love thee, dear, so much,
Lov'd I not honour more.—RICHARD LOVELACE, To Lucasta, on Going to the Wars
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He reckoneth without his Hostesse.
Love knoweth no laws.—JOHN LYLY, Euphues
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Come live with me, and be my love;
And
we will all the pleasures prove
That
hills and valleys, dales and fields,
Wods or steepy mountain yields.—CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE, The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
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Love is flame to burn out human wills
Love is a flame to set the will on fire,
Love is a flame to cheat men into mire.
One of the three, we make Love what we choose.—JOHN MASEFIELD, The Widow in the Bye Street
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He who loves well is consumed in the flames of his love.—MICHELANGELO
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Whether or not we find what we are seeking
Is idle, biologically speaking.—EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY, I Shall Forget You Presently
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Love-quarrels oft in pleasing concord end;
Not wedlock-treachery.—MILTON, Samson Agonistes
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So dear I love him that with him all deaths
I could endure, without him live no life.—MILTON, Paradise Lost
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It is a wonderful seasoning of all enjoyments to think of those we love.—MOLIERE, Le Misanthrope
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I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart,
I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art.—THOMAS MOORE, Come, Rest in This Bosom
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But there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream.—THOMAS MOORE, Love's Young Dream
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Young Love may go,
For aught I care,
To Jericho!—THOMAS MOORE, When Love is Kind
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Love is enough, though the world be a-waning.—WILLIAM MORRIS, Love is Enough
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Youth's for an hour,
Beauty's a flower,
But love is the jewel that wins the world.—MOIRA O'NEILL, Beauty's a Flower
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Scratch a lover, and find a foe.—DOROTHY PARKER, Ballade of a Great Weariness
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It is not true that Love will do no wrong.—COVENTRY PATMORE, If I Were Dead
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Thou wast all that to me, love,
For which my soul did pine—
A green isle in the sea, love,
A fountain and a shrine,
All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,
And all the flowers were mine.—POE, To One in Paradise
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O, human love! thou spirit given,
On Earth, of all we hope in Heaven!—POE, Tamerlane
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How vast a memory has Love!—POPE, The Dunciad
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Curse on all laws but those which love has made!
Love, free as air at sight of human ties,
Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.—POPE, Eloisa to Abelard
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Ye Gods! annihilate but space and time,
And make two lovers happy.—POPE
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Love is something so divine,
Description would but make it less;
'Tis what I feel, but can't define,
'Tis what I know, but can't express.—B. PORTEUS, On Love
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In love is no lack.—Proverb
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In Love's wars, he who flieth is conqueror.—Proverb
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Love can neither be bought nor sold; its only price being love.—Proverb
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Love comes in at the windows, and goes out at the doors.—Proverb
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Love is as warm among cottagers as courtiers.—Proverb
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Love is a sweet tyranny, because the lover endureth his torments
willingly.—Proverb
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Love is blind.—Proverb
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Love is the touchstone of virtue.—Proverb
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Love laughs at locksmiths.—Proverb
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Love me little, and love me long.—Proverb
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He that hath love in his breast hath spurs at his heels.—Proverb
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Love, and a cough, cannot be hid.—Proverb
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Love is incompatible with fear.—PUBLILIUS SYRUS, Sententiae
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The approaches of love must be resisted at the first assault, lest they undermine at the second.—PYTHAGORAS
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Love that's wise
Will not say all it means.—E. A. ROBINSON, Tristram
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True love's the gift which God has given,
To man alone beneath the heaven:
It is not fantasy's hot fire,
Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly;
It liveth not in fierce desire,
With dead desire it doth not die;
It is the secret sympathy,
The silver link, the silken tie,
Which heart to heart and mind to mind
In body and in soul can bind.—SCOTT, The Lay of the Last Minstrel
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The hind that would he mated by the lion
Must die for love.—SHAKESPEARE, All's Well that Ends Well
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It were all one
That I should love a bright particular star
And think to wed it.—SHAKESPEARE, All's Well that Ends Well
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There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd.—SHAKESPEARE, Antony and Cleopatra
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Down on your knees,
And thank Heaven fasting, for a good man's love.—SHAKESPEARE, As You Like It
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If thou remember'st not the slightest folly
That ever love did make thee run into,
Thou hast not lov'd.—SHAKESPEARE, As You Like It
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Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.—SHAKESPEARE, As You Like It
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Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me.—SHAKESPEARE, As You Like It
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No sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy.—SHAKESPEARE, As You Like It
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Forty thousand brothers
Could not, with all their quantity of love,
Make up my sum.—SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet
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When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul
Lends the tongue vows.—SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet
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If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I'll be hanged.—SHAKESPEARE, Henry IV
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A man that I love and Honour with my soul, and my heart, and my duty, and my life, and my living, and my uttermost power.—SHAKESPEARE, Henry V
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This word "love", which greybeards call divine.—SHAKESPEARE, Henry VI
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Though last, not least in love.—SHAKESPEARE, Julius Caesar
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My love's More richer than my tongue.—SHAKESPEARE, King Lear
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But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit.—SHAKESPEARE, The Merchant of Venice
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Friendship is constant in all other things
Save in the office and affairs of love;
Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues;
Let every eye negotiate for itself,
And trust no agent.—SHAKESPEARE, Much Ado About Nothing
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Speak low, if you speak love.—SHAKESPEARE, Much Ado About Nothing
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.—SHAKESPEARE, A Midsummer-Night's Dream
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For Aught that I could ever read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth.—SHAKESPEARE, A Midsummer-Night's Dream
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She loved me for the dangers I had passed,
And I loved her that she did pity them.
This only is the witchcraft I have used.—SHAKESPEARE, Othello
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Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul,
But I do love thee! and when I love thee not,
Chaos is come again.—SHAKESPEARE, Othello
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Base men being in love have then a nobility in their natures more than is native to them.—SHAKESPEARE, Othello
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How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,
Like softest music to attending ears!—SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet
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At lovers' perjuries,
They say, Jove laughs.—SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet
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For stony limits cannot hold love out.—SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet
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This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.—SHAKESPEARE,
Romeo and Juliet
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Do not give dalliance
Too much rein.—SHAKESPEARE, The Tempest
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All lovers swear more performance than they are able, and yet reserve an ability that they never perform; vowing more than the perfection of ten, and discharging less than the tenth part of one.—SHAKESPEARE, Troilus and Cressida
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Duke: And what's her history?
Viola: A blank, my lord. She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,
Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought,
And with a green and yellow melancholy
She sat like patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief.—SHAKESPEARE, Twelfth Night
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Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's son doth know.—SHAKESPEARE, Twelfth Night
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Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.—SHAKESPEARE, Twelfth Night
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Then let thy love be younger than thyself,
Or thy affection cannot hold the bent.—SHAKESPEARE, Twelfth Night
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O! they love least that let men know their love.—SHAKESPEARE, Two Gentlemen of Verona
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They do not love that do not show their love.—SHAKESPEARE, Two Gentlemen of Verona
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Love's best habit is a soothing tongue.—SHAKESPEARE, The Passionate Pilgrim
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When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her, though I know she lies.—SHAKESPEARE, The Passionate Pilgrim
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That love is merchandiz'd whose rich esteeming
The owner's tongue doth publish every where.—SHAKESPEARE, Sonnet CII
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For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.—SHAKESPEARE, Sonnet XXIX
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Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate,
Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving.—SHAKESPEARE, Sonnet CXLII
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Love is a spirit all compact of fire.—SHAKESPEARE, Venus and Adonis
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Love comf orteth like sunshine after rain.—SHAKESPEARE, Venus and Adonis
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Love gilds the scene, and women guide the plot.—SHERIDAN, The Rivals
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I loved him for himself alone.—SHERIDAN, The Duenna
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They sin who tell us love can die;
With life all other passions fly,
All others are but vanity.—SOUTHEY, The Curse of Kehama
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All for love, and nothing for reward.—EDMUND SPENSER, The Faerie Queene
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So long as we love we serve; so long as we are loved by others, I would almost say that we are indispensable; and no man is useless while he has a friend.—STEVENSON, Lay Morals
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To love is the great Amulet that makes this world a garden.—STEVENSON, Travels With a Donkey
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Out upon it, I have loved
Three whole days together;
And am like to love three more,
If it prove fair weather.—SIR JOHN SUCKLING, A Poem With the Answer
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Why so pale and wan, fond lover?
Prithee, why so pale?
Will, when looking well can't move her,
Looking ill prevail?—SIR JOHN SUCKLING, Song
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To have known love, how bitter a thing it is.—SWINBURNE, Laus Veneris
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And I would have, now love is over,
An end to all, an end:
I cannot, having been your lover,
Stoop to become your friend!—ARTHUR SYMONS, After Love
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God gives us love. Something to love
He lends us; but when love is grown
To ripeness, that on which it throve
Falls off, and love is left alone.—TENNYSON, To J. S.
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'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.—TENNYSON, In Memoriam
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Sweet is true love tho' given in vain, in vain;
And sweet is death who puts an end to pain.—TENNYSON, Idylls of the King
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The love of my life came not
As love unto others is cast;
For mine was a secret wound—
But the wound grew a pearl, at last.—EDITH M. THOMAS, The Deep-Sea Pearl
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There is no remedy for love but to love more.—THOREAU
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Make channels for the stream of love
Where they may broadly run,
And love has overflowing streams
To fill them every one.—R. C. TRENCH, The Law of Love
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Love conquers all.—VERGIL, Eclogues
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O, rank is good, and gold is fair,
And high and low mate ill;
But love has never known a law
Beyond its own sweet will!—WHITTIER, Amy Wentworth
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Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!—OSCAR WILDE, The Ballad of Reading Gaol
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Mightier far
Than strength of nerve and sinew, or the sway
Of magic potent over sun and star,
Is Love, though oft to agony distrest,
And though his favorite seat be feeble woman's breast.—WORDSWORTH, Laodamia
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And you must love him, ere to you
He will seem worthy of your love.—WORDSWORTH, A Poet's Epitaph
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Love lodged in a woman's breast Is but a guest.—SIR HENRY WOTTON, A Woman's Heart
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How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty, with love false or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.—W. B. YEATS, When You Are Old
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In how many lives does Love really play a dominant part? The average taxpayer is no more capable of a "grand passion" than of a grand opera.—ISRAEL ZANGWILL, Romeo and Juliet and Other Love Stories
- There are certain kinds of love that few but the very wise fully understand until they have become memories.—HANS ZINSSER, As I Remember Him