Love Quotes — page 4

O most gracious and eternal God and loving Father, Who hast poured out Thy bowels upon us, and sent the Son of Thy love unto us to die for love, and to make us dwell in love, and the eternal comprehensions of Thy Divine mercies, O be …

I loved you ere I knew you: know you now, And, having known you, love you better still.

It always does seem to me that I am doing more work than I should do. It is not that I object to the work, mind you; I like work: it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours. I love to keep it by me: the idea of getting rid of it …

To virgin minds, which yet their native whiteness hold, Not yet discoloured with the love of gold (That jaundice of the soul, Which makes it look so gilded and so foul)

Fill it up. I take as large draughts of liquor as I did of love. I hate a flincher in either.

It is in the thirties that we want friends. In the forties we know they won't save us any more than love did.

God Himself — His thoughts, His will, His love, His judgments are men's home. To think His thoughts, to choose His will, to judge His judgments, and thus to know that He is in us, with us, is to be at home.

If music be the food of love, play on.

I love my fellow-creatures, I do all the good I can, Yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man And I can't think why!

Where there is great love there are always miracles.

How loved, how honored once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee; 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!

. . . there are always plenty of fools in the world and the fool who comes after is just as big as the fool who went before. Death spills the water of wisdom upon the sand . . . and sand is thirsty stuff that soon grows dry again. If it …

There is a love of wild Nature in everybody, an ancient mother-love ever showing itself whether recognized or no, and however covered by cares and duties.

The friendly cow all red and white, I love with all my heart: She gives me cream with all her might, To eat with apple-tart.

Modern war is so expensive that we feel trade to be a better avenue to plunder; but modern man inherits all the innate pugnacity and all the love of glory of his ancestors.

Love is an appetite which, like all other appetites, is destroyed for the moment by its gratification.

Were Love exempt from the militations of Necessity, he were greater than God and the World.

Ah! sovereign Love, forgive this weaker rhyme! The men of old who sang were great at heart, Yet have we too known woe, and worn thy rose.

For as well as I have loved thee, mine heart will not serve me to see thee, for through thee and me is the flower of kings and knights destroyed.

The highest angel has nothing of its own that it can offer unto God, no more light, love, purity, perfection, and glorious hallelujahs, that spring from itself, or its own powers, than the poorest creature upon earth.

Heaven unites again the links that Earth has broken! For on Earth so much is needed, but in Heaven Love is all!

He will not eat his dinner before he hath looked in his almanack, nor pare his nails while Monday, to be fortunate in his love.

If there's delight in love, 'tis when I see That heart which others bleed for, bleed for me.

But country folks who live beneath The shadow of the steeple; The parson and the parson’s wife, And mostly married people;Youths green and happy in first love, So thankful for illusion; And men caught out in what the world