This Is What Some Of The Greatest Men Had To Say About LOVE
It is good to be merry and wise; it is good to be honest and true;
It is well to be off with the old love before you go on with the new.
With all thy faults, I Love thee still.
Love is the business of the idle, but idleness of the busy.
In her first passion a woman Loves her lover, in all the others, all she Loves is Love.
Perhaps they were right in putting Love into books,…
Perhaps it could not live anywhere else.
He who for the first time Loves even vainly, is a God,
But the man who loves again, but still vainly, is a fool.
There are many people who would never have been in Love if they had never heard Love spoken of.
Love is all in fire, and yet is ever freezing;
Love is much in winning, yet is more in losing;
Love is ever sick, and yet is never dying;
Love is ever true, and yet is ever lying;
Love does doat in liking, and is mad in loathing;
Love indeed is anything, yet indeed is nothing.
Two souls with a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.
Though his suit was rejected, he sadly reflected,
That a lower forsaken a new love may get;
But a neck that’s once broken, can never be set.
Doubt thou the stars are fire; doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I Love.
When my Love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies.
Across the gateway of my heart, I wrote, “No thoroughfare”,
But Love came laughing by and cried, “I enter everywhere”.
If Love were what the rose is, and I were like the leaf;
Our lives would grow together, in sad or singing weather.
I hold it true, whate’er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most;
‘tis better to have Loved and lost than to never have Loved at all.
To say that you can Love one person all your life is just like saying that one candle will continue burning as long as you live. -Tolstoy
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!
The night has a thousand eyes, and the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies with the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes, the heart but one;
Yet the light of the whole life dies, when Love is done.
Sigh no more ladies, sigh no more, men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea and one on shore, to one thing constant never.
LOVE IS ALL CHATTER, FRIENDS ARE ALL THAT MATTER.