He lifted me up and held me close against him, my head on his shoulder. At that moment I loved him. In the morning light he was as golden, as soft, as gentle as myself, and he would protect me.
Francoise SaganRead
I have loved to the point of madness; That which is called madness, That which to me, Is the only sensible way to love.
Interpretation
The quote expresses the intensity and irrationality of true love, suggesting that deep love may be seen as madness by others.
Francoise Sagan's quote illustrates the profound and often overwhelming nature of love, indicating that to truly love someone can lead one to a state of madness. It suggests that this intense emotion, while perhaps irrational or excessive to an outsider, is the most sensible and fulfilling way to experience love, highlighting the idea that love transcends normal boundaries of behavior and reason.
In practice
Sharing this quote during a wedding toast to express the depth of love between the couple.
He lifted me up and held me close against him, my head on his shoulder. At that moment I loved him. In the morning light he was as golden, as soft, as gentle as myself, and he would protect me.
No one is more conventional than a woman who is falling out of love.
The one thing I regret is that I will never have time to read all the books I want to read.
One can never speak enough of the virtues, the dangers, the power of shared laughter.
Of course the illusion of art is to make one believe that great literature is very close to life, but exactly the opposite is true. Life is amorphous, literature is formal.
I was thinking that I should be content to kiss him until the break of day. Bertrand ran out of kisses too soon; desire made them superfluous in his eyes. They were only a stage on the road to pleasure, not something inexhaustible and self-sufficient, as Luc had revealed them to me.
The love within us is meant to extend outward. The closer we grow to our inner light, we feel a natural urge to share it. We all long for meaningful work, some creative endeavor that will be our ministry, by which the energies within us might flow out to help heal the world.
If I can't enjoy the full and total happiness of love, then I want to drain its torments, its tortures to the dregs; then I want the woman I love to mistreat me, betray me, and the more cruelly the better. That too is a pleasure.
The first act of love is always the giving of attention.
In the very depths of Hell, do not demons love one another?
There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love.
We don't need to justify love; it is there or not there. Real love is accepting other people the way they are without trying to change them.
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