Quotes on True Love

For an hour, blended with all she could offer, something noble had been created which had nothing to do with the physical world. And from the turn of his throat, the warmth of his hair, the strong, slender sinews of his hands, something further; which had. Though she combed the earth and searched through the smoke of the galaxies there was no being she wanted but this, who was not and should not be for Philippa Somerville.

Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence.

I'm sorry to say so but, sadly, it's true that Bang-ups and Hang-ups can happen to you.

Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it and it darts away.

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving.

The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.

Rare as is true love, true friendship is rarer.

Love consists in giving without getting in return; in giving what is not owed, what is not due the other. That's why true love is never based, as associations for utility or pleasure are, on a fair exchange.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.

True love is a discipline in which each divines the secret self of the other and refuses to believe in the mere daily self.

We love because it's the only true adventure.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

Because there is no man who can be true and just judge of himself, so much will self-love deceive him.

True love always makes a man better, no matter who the woman is that inspires it.

I've never known before what it feels like to want someone - not to want to hook up with them or whatever, but to want them, to want them. And now I do. So maybe I do believe in epiphanies.

Love is not an equation, it is not a contract, and it is not a happy ending. Love is the slate under the chalk, the ground that buildings rise, and the oxygen in the air. It is the place you come back to, no matter where your headed

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

The course of true love never did run smooth.

Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.

Let this be my last word, that I trust in thy love.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.