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C.N. Douglas, comp.  Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical.  1917.
 
Love
 
  To love is everything; love is God.
Léon Gozlan.    
  1
  Love me little, love me long.
Marlowe.    
  2
  All mankind love a lover.
Emerson.    
  3
  The religion of humanity is love.
Mazzini.    
  4
  Mutual love, the crown of all our bliss.
Milton.    
  5
  Who can deceive a lover?
Virgil.    
  6
  Love is the fulfilling of the law.
Bible.    
  7
  The law of heaven is love.
Hosea Ballou.    
  8
  The truth of truths is love.
Bailey.    
  9
  O love, the beautiful and brief!
Schiller.    
  10
  Paradise is always where love dwells.
Richter.    
  11
  Sweet is true love, though given in vain.
Tennyson.    
  12
  Love is the virtue of woman.
Mme. Dudevant.    
  13
  Love understands love: it needs no talk.
F. R. Havergal.    
  14
  Love makes fools of us all, big and little.
Thackeray.    
  15
  It is an old story, yet remains ever new.
Heinrich Heine.    
  16
  Love will find out the way.
Percy’s Reliques.    
  17
  Love can hope, where reason would despair.
Lyttleton.    
  18
  Soon or late love is his own avenger.
Byron.    
  19
  In love we are all fools alike.
Gay.    
  20
 
 
  He loves but lightly who his love can tell.
Petrarch.    
  21
  Wish chastely, and love dearly.
Shakespeare.    
  22
  At love’s perjuries they say Jove laughs.
Shakespeare.    
  23
  Heaven’s harmony is universal love.
Cowper.    
  24
  Imparadis’d in one another’s arms.
Milton.    
  25
  The sweetest joy, the wildest woe is love.
Bailey.    
  26
  Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.
Shakespeare.    
  27
  Love is an affair of credulity.
Ovid.    
  28
  Love is the wine of existence.
Henry Ward Beecher.    
  29
  Love is ownership.
Henry Ward Beecher.    
  30
  Is not every true lover a martyr?
Hare.    
  31
  Love can sun the realms of night.
Schiller.    
  32
  Love is an egotism of two.
Antoine de Salle.    
  33
  Scorn, at first, makes after-love the more.
Shakespeare.    
  34
  Love reflects the thing beloved.
Tennyson.    
  35
  Love can make us fiends as well as angels.
Charles Kingsley.    
  36
  The first sigh of love is the last of wisdom.
Antoine Bret.    
  37
  Excessive love in loathing ever ends.
Ovid.    
  38
  Love has made its best interpreter a sigh.
Byron.    
  39
  Opposition to a man in love is like oil to fire.
Ouida.    
  40
  Love must be as much a light as a flame.
Henry D. Thoreau.    
  41
  None but the brave and beautiful can love.
Bailey.    
  42
  In love, anger is always false.
Publius Syrus.    
  43
  An oyster may be crossed in love.
Sheridan.    
  44
  That you may be beloved, be amiable.
Ovid.    
  45
  True love is better than glory.
Thackeray.    
  46
  Thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women.
David, King of Israel, lamenting Jonathan.    
  47
  The only victory over love is flight.
Napoleon.    
  48
  O heart, love is thy bane and thy antidote.
Madame Dudevant.    
  49
  He whom love guards, is well guarded.
Voltaire.    
  50
  Words of love are works of love.
W. R. Alger.    
  51
  Love will not be spurred to what it loathes.
Shakespeare.    
  52
  Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned.
Congreve.    
  53
  She that is loved is safe.
Jeremy Taylor.    
  54
  All true love is grounded on esteem.
Buckingham.    
  55
  Life is less than nothing without love.
Bailey.    
  56
  Love has a tide.
Helen Hunt.    
  57
  ’Tis what I love determines how I love.
George Eliot.    
  58
  Could I love less, I should be happier now.
Bailey.    
  59
  For faults are beauties in a lover’s eyes.
Theocritus.    
  60
  The soul of woman lives in love.
Mrs. Sigourney.    
  61
  One always returns to his first love.
St. Just.    
  62
  Love is a thing full of anxious fears.
Ovid.    
  63
  Love is more just than justice.
Henry Ward Beecher.    
  64
  None ever loved, but at first sight they loved.
George Chapman.    
  65
  The greatest miracle of love is to eradicate flirtation.
La Rochefoucauld.    
  66
  In men desire begets love, and in women love begets desire.
Swift.    
  67
  Love gives itself, but is not bought.
Longfellow.    
  68
  Our first and last love is—self-love.
Bovee.    
  69
  If you wish to be loved, love.
Seneca.    
  70
  True love is the ripe fruit of a lifetime.
Lamartine.    
  71
  They do not love, that do not show their love.
Shakespeare.    
  72
  True love, like the eye, can bear no flaw.
Lavater.    
  73
  The greatest pleasure of life is love.
Sir W. Temple.    
  74
  Love with life is heaven; and life, unloving, hell.
Tupper.    
  75
  Love and a cough cannot be hid.
George Herbert.    
  76
  We should know (a person) before we love.
Martial D’Auvergne.    
  77
  False love is only blind.
George Farquhar.    
  78
  Love’s like virtue, its own reward.
Vanbrugh.    
  79
  Love is the art of hearts, and heart of arts.
Bailey.    
  80
  Platonic love is platonic nonsense.
Richardson.    
  81
  Love is the piety of the affections.
Theodore Parker.    
  82
  Love’s sweetest meanings are unspoken.
Bovee.    
  83
  Prosperity is the very bond of love.
Shakespeare.    
  84
  Equality is no rule in love’s grammar.
Beaumont and Fletcher.    
  85
  It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Tennyson.    
  86
  Love lessens woman’s delicacy and increases man’s.
Jean Paul Richter.    
  87
  Quarrels of lovers renew their love.
Terence.    
  88
  To be loved, be lovable.
Ovid.    
  89
  I saw and loved.
Gibbon.    
  90
  Love supreme defies all sophistry.
George Eliot.    
  91
  Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies.
Pope.    
  92
  Man, while he loves, is never quite depraved.
Lamb.    
  93
  Love sacrifices all things to bless the thing it loves.
Bulwer-Lytton.    
  94
  Love lieth deep; love dwells not in lip-depths.
Tennyson.    
  95
  Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
Dryden.    
  96
  Why is it so difficult to love wisely, so easy to love too well?
Miss M. E. Braddon.    
  97
  A youth’s love is the more passionate; virgin love is the more idolatrous.
Hare.    
  98
  There is nothing half so sweet in life as love’s young dream.
Moore.    
  99
  Our very wretchedness grows dear to us when suffering for one we love.
Bulwer-Lytton.    
  100
  There is in the heart of woman such a deep well of love that no age can freeze it.
Bulwer-Lytton.    
  101
  As love without esteem is volatile and capricious, esteem without love is languid and cold.
Johnson.    
  102
  I have heard that whoever loves is in no condition old.
Emerson.    
  103
  Though love use reason for its precision, he admits him not for his councillor.
Shakespeare.    
  104
  The worst thing an old man can be is a lover.
Otway.    
  105
  Love with men is not a sentiment, but an idea.
Madame de Girardin.    
  106
  The moods of love are like the wind; and none knows whence or why they rise.
Patmore.    
  107
  No disguise can long conceal love where it is, nor feign it where it is not.
La Rochefoucauld.    
  108
  Love, one time, layeth burdens; another time, giveth wings.
Sir P. Sidney.    
  109
  To reveal its complacence by gifts is one of the native dialects of love.
Mrs. Sigourney.    
  110
  O love, when thou gettest dominion over us, we may bid good-by to prudence.
La Fontaine.    
  111
  Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship—never.
Colton.    
  112
  If fun is good, truth is still better, and love best of all.
Thackeray.    
  113
  It is not decided that women love more than men, but is indisputable that they love better.
Sanial-Dubay.    
  114
  Successful love takes a load off our hearts, and puts it upon our shoulders.
Bovee.    
  115
  Love is precisely to the moral nature what the sun is to the earth.
Balzac.    
  116
  Man loves little and often, woman much and rarely.
Basta.    
  117
  O, how this spring of love resembleth the uncertain glory of an April day!
Shakespeare.    
  118
  Honest men love women; those who deceive them adore them.
Beaumarchais.    
  119
  In her first passion, woman loves her lover; in all the others, all she loves is love.
Byron.    
  120
  Love dies by satiety, and forgetfulness inters it.
Du Cœur.    
  121
  Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs.
Shakespeare.    
  122
  It is better to desire than to enjoy, to love than to be loved.
Hazlitt.    
  123
  Love, which is only an episode in the life of man, is the entire history of woman’s life.
Madame de Staël.    
  124
  There are several remedies which will cure love, but there are no infallible ones.
La Rochefoucauld.    
  125
  It is more common to see an extreme love than a perfect friendship.
Du Cœur.    
  126
  There are few people who are not ashamed of their amours when the fit is over.
La Rochefoucauld.    
  127
  One-half, the finest half, of life is hidden from the man who does not love with passion.
Henri Beyle.    
  128
  The beings who appear cold, but are only timid, adore where they dare to love.
Madame Swetchine.    
  129
  Love that has nothing but beauty to keep it in good health is short-lived.
Erasmus.    
  130
  The pleasure of love is in loving. We are happier in the passion we feel than in that we inspire.
La Rochefoucauld.    
  131
  The fountain of love is the rose and the lily, the sun and the dove.
Heinrich Heine.    
  132
  What a miserable world!—trouble if we love, and trouble if we do not love.
Count de Maistre.    
  133
  To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.
Lamartine.    
  134
  Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but love.
Shakespeare.    
  135
  The most precious possession that ever comes to a man in this world is a woman’s heart.
J. G. Holland.    
  136
  Riches take wings, comforts vanish, hope withers away, but love stays with us. Love is God.
Lew Wallace.    
  137
  No cord or cable can draw so forcibly, or bind so fast, as love can do with only a single thread.
Burton.    
  138
  Love is the beginning, the middle, and the end of everything.
Lacordaire.    
  139
  A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and a man cannot live without love.
George P. Upton.    
  140
  We never love heartily but once, and that is the first time we love.
La Bruyère.    
  141
  We never can willingly offend where we sincerely love.
Rowland Hill.    
  142
  Only those who love with the heart can animate the love of others.
Abel Stevens.    
  143
        Let those love now who never loved before,
Let those that always loved now love the more.
Parnell.    
  144
  Love without faith is as bad as faith without love.
Beecher.    
  145
        Love is a child that talks in broken language,
Yet then he speaks most plain.
Dryden.    
  146
  The happiness of love is in action; its test is what one is willing to do for others.
Lew Wallace.    
  147
  Love’s like the measles—all the worse when it comes late in life.
Jerrold.    
  148
  It is a wonderful subduer—this love, this hunger of the heart.
George Eliot.    
  149
  Love hath never known a law beyond its own sweet will.
Whittier.    
  150
  Of the book of books most wondrous is the tender book of love.
Goethe.    
  151
  He who determines to love only those who are faultless will soon find himself alone.
Vihischti.    
  152
  Ah! the spendthrift, love; it gives all and everything with the first sigh!
Madame de Genlis.    
  153
  Compulsion hardly restores right; love yields all things.
Jane Porter.    
  154
  What woman says to her fond lover should be written in air or the swift water.
Catullus.    
  155
        Love keeps the cold out better than a cloak.
It serves for food and raiment.
Longfellow.    
  156
  The roots of the deepest love die in the heart, if not tenderly cherished.
Herder.    
  157
  Love is a reality which is born in the fairy region of romance.
Talleyrand.    
  158
  In love as in war, a fortress that parleys is half taken.
Marguerite de Valois.    
  159
  A heart once poisoned by suspicion has no longer room for love.
Kotzebue.    
  160
  The darts of love are blunted by maiden modesty.
Cervantes.    
  161
  Love and desire are the spirit’s wings to great deeds.
Goethe.    
  162
  It is one of heaven’s best gifts to hold such a dear creature in one’s arms.
Goethe.    
  163
  To enlarge or illustrate this power of the effects of love is to set a candle in the sun.
Robert Burton.    
  164
  Lovers have an ineffable instinct which detects the presence of rivals.
Bulwer.    
  165
  Love conquers all things; let us yield to love.
Virgil.    
  166
  Love manufactures every man into a poet while the fever lasts.
Mrs. Campbell Praed.    
  167
  The magic of first love is the ignorance that it can ever end.
Beaconsfield.    
  168
  Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friend.
Bible.    
  169
  There is no more delightful hour in life than that of an unconfessed but mutual love.
E. Lynn Linton.    
  170
  Love is the business of the idle, but the idleness of the busy.
Bulwer-Lytton.    
  171
  Love is the medicine of all moral evil. By it the world is to be cured of sin.
Henry Ward Beecher.    
  172
        Who never loved ne’er suffered, he feels nothing,
Who nothing feels but for himself alone.
Young.    
  173
  I could not love thee, dear, so much, loved I not honor more.
Lovelace.    
  174
  Love never dies of starvation, but often of indigestion.
Ninon de Lenclos.    
  175
  It is not true that love makes all things easy; it makes us choose what is difficult.
George Eliot.    
  176
  Love is the life of the soul. It is the harmony of the universe.
William Ellery Channing.    
  177
  Love is the road to God; for love, endless love, is Himself.
Sonnenberg.    
  178
  Love lives on, and hath a power to bless when they who loved are hidden in the grave.
Lowell.    
  179
  Where confidence is wanting, the most beautiful flower in the garland of love is missing.
Goethe.    
  180
  There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings.
Longfellow.    
  181
  Men and women existed before creeds; love is the only religion.
Mrs. Campbell Praed.    
  182
  Love is the only possession which we can carry with us beyond the grave.
Madame Necker.    
  183
        To love is to believe, to hope, to know;
’Tis an essay, a taste of heaven below!
Edmund Waller.    
  184
  Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time; effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end.
Madame de Staël.    
  185
  Nothing more excites to everything noble and generous than virtuous love.
Henry Home.    
  186
        When words we want, love teacheth to indite;
And what we blush to speak, she bids us write.
Herrick.    
  187
        ’Tis well to be off with the old love
Before you are on with the new.
Maturin.    
  188
        How silver-sweet sound lovers’ tongues by night,
Like softest music to attending ears!
Shakespeare.    
  189
        Love’s history, as Life’s, is ended not
By marriage.
Bayard Taylor.    
  190
  It is love that asks, that seeks, that knocks, that finds, and that is faithful to what it finds.
St. Augustine.    
  191
  It is astonishing how little one feels poverty when one loves.
Bulwer-Lytton.    
  192
  Love is old, old as eternity, but not outworn; with each new being born or to be born.
Byron.    
  193
  Love is more pleasing than marriage, because romances are more amusing than history.
Chamfort.    
  194
  Of all the paths leading to a woman’s love, pity is the straightest.
Beaumont and Fletcher.    
  195
  The greatest tyranny is to love where we are not loved again.
Balzac.    
  196
  Love is the master-key that opens every ward of the heart of man.
J. H. Evans.    
  197
  Life is a sleep, love is a dream; and you have lived if you have loved.
Alfred de Musset.    
  198
  The motto of chivalry is also the motto of wisdom; to serve all and love but one.
Balzac.    
  199
  Love has no age, as it is always renewing itself.
Pascal.    
  200
  Humble love, and not proud science, keeps the door of heaven.
Young.    
  201
  It is the beautiful necessity of our nature to love something.
Douglas Jerrold.    
  202
  The punishment of those who have loved women too much is to love them always.
Joubert.    
  203
        If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it.
Shakespeare.    
  204
  The great lever by which to raise and save the world is the unbounded love and mercy of God.
Beecher.    
  205
  The true one of youth’s love, proving a faithful helpmate in those years when the dream of life is over, and we live in its realities.
Southey.    
  206
  Love requires not so much proofs, as expressions, of love. Love demands little else than the power to feel and to requite love.
Richter.    
  207
  Her eyes, her lips, her cheeks, her shape, her features, seem to be drawn by love’s own hand, by love himself in love.
Dryden.    
  208
        For none can express thee, though all should approve thee.
I love thee so, dear, that I only can love thee.
E. B. Browning.    
  209
  Love is but another name for that inscrutable presence by which the soul is connected with humanity.
Simms.    
  210
  Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another’s heart, or its flame burns low.
Henry Ward Beecher.    
  211
  If thou wishest to put an end to love, attend to business (love yields to employment); then thou wilt be safe.
Ovid.    
  212
  Two sentiments alone suffice for man, were he to live the age of the rocks—love, and the contemplation of the Deity.
Watts.    
  213
  Love is sparingly soluble in the words of men, therefore they speak much of it; but one syllable of woman’s speech can dissolve more of it than a man’s heart can hold.
Holmes.    
  214
  Pure love and suspicion cannot dwell together: at the door where the latter enters, the former makes its exit.
Alex. Dumas.    
  215
                      Sweet, good night!
This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
Shakespeare.    
  216
  The beginning and the end of love are both marked by embarrassment when the two find themselves alone.
La Bruyère.    
  217
  Love is the occupation of the idle man, the amusement of a busy one, and the shipwreck of a sovereign.
Napoleon.    
  218
  In love it is only the commencement that charms. I am not surprised that we find pleasure in frequently recommencing.
Prince de Ligne.    
  219
  What is it that love does to a woman? Without it she only sleeps; with it, alone, she lives.
Ouida.    
  220
  Women hope that the dead love may revive; but men know that of all dead things none are so past recall as a dead passion.
Ouida.    
  221
  There are women who love their husbands as blindly, as enthusiastically, and as enigmatically as nuns their cloister.
Marie Ebner-Eschenbach.    
  222
  Nothing is so fierce but love will soften; nothing so sharp-sighted in other matters but it will throw a mist before its eyes.
L’Estrange.    
  223
  All these inconveniences are incidents to love: reproaches, jealousies, quarrels, reconcilements, war, and then peace.
Terence.    
  224
        True love is humble, thereby is it known;
Girded for service, seeking not its own;
Vaunts not itself, but speaks in self-dispraise.
Abraham Coles.    
  225
  In lover’s quarrels, the party that loves most is always most willing to acknowledge the greater fault.
Scott.    
  226
  Where there exists the most ardent and true love, it is often better to be united in death than separated in life.
Valerius Maximus.    
  227
  I say to you truly, the heart of him who loves is a paradise on earth; he has God in himself, for God is love.
Lamennais.    
  228
  A woman is more considerate in affairs of love than a man; because love is more the study and business of her life.
Washington Irving.    
  229
  Ask the child why it is born; ask the flower why it blossoms; ask the sun why it shines. I love you because I must love you.
George P. Upton.    
  230
  If there is anything that keeps the mind open to angel visits, and repels the ministry of ill, it is human love.
N. P. Willis.    
  231
  The more a man loves, the more he suffers. The sum of possible grief for each soul is in proportion to its degree of perfection.
Amiel.    
  232
  The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved, loved for ourselves—say rather, loved in spite of ourselves.
Victor Hugo.    
  233
  Love never reasons, but profusely gives; gives, like a thoughtless prodigal, its all, and trembles then lest it has done too little.
Hannah More.    
  234
  Take away love, and not physical nature only, but the heart of the moral world, would be palsied.
Southey.    
  235
        Love rules the court, the camp, the grove,
And men below, and saints above;
For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Scott.    
  236
  Love and you shall be loved. All love is mathematically just, as much as the two sides of an algebraic equation.
Emerson.    
  237
  My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite.
Shakespeare.    
  238
  Divine love is a sacred flower, which in its early bud is happiness, and in its full bloom is heaven.
Hervey.    
  239
  Those who have loved have little relish for friendship. The devotee of strong drink finds wine insipid.
Alex. Dumas.    
  240
  A man is in no danger so long as he talks his love; but to write it is to impale himself on his own pot-hooks.
Jerrold.    
  241
        When love once pleads admission to our hearts,
In spite of all the virtue we can boast,
The woman that deliberates is lost.
Addison.    
  242
        Art thou not dearer to my eyes than light?
Dost thou not circulate through all my veins?
Mingle with life, and form my very soul?
Young.    
  243
  All brave men love; for he only is brave who has affections to fight for, whether in the daily battle of life or in physical contests.
Hawthorne.    
  244
  Beauty may be the object of liking—great qualities of admiration—good ones of esteem—but love only is the object of love.
Fielding.    
  245
  The heart of a young woman in love is a golden sanctuary which often enshrines an idol of clay.
Paulin Limayrac.    
  246
  In love we never think of moral qualities, and scarcely of intellectual ones. Temperament and manner alone, with beauty, excite love.
Hazlitt.    
  247
  It is possible that a man can be so changed by love that one could not recognize him to be the same person.
Terence.    
  248
  The heart needs not for its heaven much space, nor many stars therein, if only the star of love has arisen.
Richter.    
  249
  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.    
  250
  Stimulate the heart to love and the mind to be early accurate, and all other virtues will rise of their own accord, and all vices will be thrown out.
Coleridge.    
  251
  Love seizes on us suddenly, without giving warning, and our disposition or our weakness favors the surprise; one look, one glance, from the fair fixes and determines us.
La Bruyère.    
  252
  Love is full of unbefitting strains; all wanton as a child, skipping, and vain; formed by the eye, and therefore, like the eye, full of strange shapes, of habits, and of forms.
Shakespeare.    
  253
  It is not love that steals the heart from love; it is the hard world and its perplexing cares, its petrifying selfishness, its pride, its low ambition, and its paltry aims.
Charlotte Bowles.    
  254
  Love delights in paradoxes. Saddest when it has most reason to be gay, sighs are the signs of its deepest joy, and silence is the expression of its yearning tenderness.
Bovee.    
  255
  Affection can withstand very severe storms of rigor, but not a long polar frost of downright indifference. Love will subsist on wonderfully little hope, but not altogether without it.
Walter Scott.    
  256
  The life of a woman may be divided into three epochs; in the first she dreams of love, in the second she makes love, in the third she regrets it.
St. Prosper.    
  257
  However dull a woman may be, she will understand all there is in love; however intelligent a man may be, he will never know but half of it.
Madame Fée.    
  258
  Love is like a charming romance which is read with avidity, and often with such impatience that many pages are skipped to reach the dénouement sooner.
Sylvain Maréchal.    
  259
  Love is of all stimulants the most powerful. It sharpens the wits like danger, and the memory like hatred; it spurs the will like ambition; it intoxicates like wine.
A. B. Edwards.    
  260
  A man does not entreat for love. It is the irresistible impulse towards each other of two souls, a union in which there is neither conscious giving nor receiving.
Mrs. Campbell Praed.    
  261
  The first symptom of true love in a young man is timidity, in a girl it is boldness. The two sexes have a tendency to approach, and each assumes the qualities of the other.
Victor Hugo.    
  262
  If a man really loves a woman, of course he wouldn’t marry her for the world, if he were not quite sure that he was the best person she could by any possibility marry.
Holmes.    
  263
  Love is strong as death. Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.
Bible.    
  264
  Love is merely a madness; and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and whip as madmen do; and the reason why they are not so punished and cured is that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers are in love too.
Shakespeare.    
  265
  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.    
  266
        It’s gude to be merry and wise,
It’s gude to be honest and true,
And afore you’re off wi’ the auld love
It’s best to be on wi’ the new.
Old Scotch Song.    
  267
        I love thee, I love but thee,
With a love that shall not die
      Till the sun grows cold,
      And the stars are old,
And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!
Bayard Taylor.    
  268
  A woman may live without a lover, but a lover once admitted, she never goes through life with only one. She is deserted, and cannot bear her anguish and solitude, and hence fills up the void with a second idol.
Bulwer.    
  269
  To love one who loves you, to admire one who admires you,—in a word, to be the idol of one’s idol—is exceeding the limit of human joy; it is stealing fire from heaven, and deserves death.
Mme. de Girardin.    
  270
  It is certain that there is no other passion which does produce such contrary effects in so great a degree. But this may be said for love, that if you strike it out of the soul, life would be insipid, and our being but half animated.
Addison.    
  271
  Love is the purification of the heart from self; it strengthens and ennobles the character, gives higher motives and a nobler aim to every action of life, and makes both man and woman strong, noble, and courageous.
Miss Jewsbury.    
  272
  The lover’s pleasure, like that of the hunter, is in the chase, and the brightest beauty loses half its merit, as the flower its perfume, when the willing hand can reach it too easily. There must be doubt; there must be difficulty and danger.
Walter Scott.    
  273
  If thou neglectest thy love to thy neighbor, in vain thou professest thy love to God; for by thy love to God the love to thy neighbor is begotten, and by the love to thy neighbor, thy love to God is nourished.
Quarles.    
  274
  What a man pays for bread and butter is worth its market value, and no more. What he pays for love’s sake is gold indeed, which has a lure for angels’ eyes, and rings well upon God’s touchstone.
Lowell.    
  275
  The consciousness of being loved softens the keenest pang even at the moment of parting; yea, even the eternal farewell is robbed of half of its bitterness when uttered in accents that breathe love to the last sigh.
Addison.    
  276
  The accepted and betrothed lover has lost the wildest charms of his maiden in her acceptance of him. She was heaven whilst he pursued her as a star,—she cannot be heaven if she stoops to such a one as he.
Emerson.    
  277
  Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the holiest right of the soul, the golden link which binds us to duty and truth, the redeeming principle that chiefly reconciles the heart to life, and is prophetic of eternal good.
Petrarch.    
  278
        Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;
Being purg’d, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes;
Being vex’d, a sea nourished with loving tears;
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.
Shakespeare.    
  279
  Days are like years in the love of the young, when no bar, no obstacle, is between their hearts,—when the sun shines, and the course runs smooth—when their love is prosperous and confessed.
Bulwer-Lytton.    
  280
  Love is a flame which burns in heaven and whose soft reflections radiate to us. Two worlds are opened, two lives given to it. It is by love that we double our being; it is by love that we approach God.
Aimé-Martin.    
  281
  Nothing but real love—(how rare it is; has one human heart in a million ever known it?)—nothing but real love can repay us for the loss of freedom—the cares and fears of poverty—the cold pity of the world that we both despise and respect.
Bulwer-Lytton.    
  282
  There are no little events with the heart. It magnifies everything; it places in the same scales the fall of an empire of fourteen years and the dropping of a woman’s glove, and almost always the glove weighs more than the empire.
Balzac.    
  283
  Love is represented as the fulfilling of the law,—a creature’s perfection. All other graces, all divine dispensations, contribute to this, and are lost in it as in a heaven. It expels the dross of our nature; it overcomes sorrow; it is the full joy of our Lord.
Hooker.    
  284
  A heat full of coldness, a sweet full of bitterness, a pain full of pleasantness, which maketh thoughts have eyes, and hearts, and ears; bred by desire, nursed by delight, weaned by jealousy, killed by dissembling, buried by ingratitude; and this is love.
Lyly.    
  285
  Of all the agonies in life, that which is most poignant and harrowing; that which for the time annihilates reason, and leaves our whole organization one lacerated, mangled heart, is the conviction that we have been deceived where we placed all the trust of love.
Bulwer-Lytton.    
  286
  The platform or the altar of love may be analyzed and explained; it is constructed of virtue, beauty, and affection. Such is the pyre, such is the offering; but the ethereal spark must come from heaven, that lights the sacrifice.
Jane Porter.    
  287
  Love may be likened to a disease in this respect, that when it is denied a vent in one part, it will certainly break out in another; hence what a woman’s lips often conceal, her eyes, her blushes, and many little involuntary actions betray.
Fielding.    
  288
  The cure for all the ills and wrongs, the cares, the sorrows, and the crimes of humanity, all lie in that one word “love.” It is the divine vitality that everywhere produces and restores life. To each and every one of us, it gives the power of working miracles if we will.
Mrs. L. M. Child.    
  289
                  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. Was not this love indeed?
Shakespeare.    
  290
        And let th’ aspiring Youth beware of Love,
Of the smooth glance beware; for ’tis too late,
When on his heart the torrent-softness pours,
Then Wisdom prostrate lies, and fading Fame
Dissolves in air away.
Thomson.    
  291
  Love is indeed heaven upon earth; since heaven above would not be heaven without it; for where there is not love, there is fear; but, “Perfect love casteth out fear.” And yet we naturally fear most to offend what we most love.
William Penn.    
  292
  Love, it has been said, flows downward. The love of parents for their children has always been far more powerful than that of children for their parents; and who among the sons of men ever loved God with a thousandth part of the love which God has manifested to us?
Hare.    
  293
  No man, or woman, was ever cured of love by discovering the falseness of his or her lover. The living together for three long, rainy days in the country has done more to dispel love than all the perfidies in love that have ever been committed.
Helps.    
  294
        That was the first sound in the song of love!
Scarce more than silence is, and yet a sound
Hands of invisible spirits touch the strings
Of that mysterious instrument, the soul,
And play the prelude of our fate. We hear
The voice prophetic, and are not alone.
Longfellow.    
  295
        Love why do we one passion call,
When ’tis a compound of them all?
Where hot and cold, where sharp and sweet,
In all their equipages meet;
Where pleasures mix’d with pains appear,
Sorrow with joy, and hope with fear.
Swift.    
  296
  Providence has so ordained it, that only two women have a true interest in the happiness of a man—his own mother, and the mother of his children. Besides these two legitimate kinds of love, there is nothing between the two creatures except vain excitement, painful and vain delusion.
Octave Feuillet.    
  297
        How many times do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
        In a silver chain
        Of evening rain
Unravelled from the trembling main
And threading the eye of a yellow star:—
So many times do I love again.
Thos. Lovell Beddoes.    
  298
                  For several virtues
Have I lik’d several women; never any
With so full soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed,
And put it to the foil: but you, O you,
So perfect, and so peerless, are created
Of every creature’s best!
Shakespeare.    
  299
  A man may be a miser of his wealth; he may tie up his talent in a napkin; he may hug himself in his reputation; but he is always generous in his love. Love cannot stay at home; a man cannot keep it to himself. Like light it is constantly traveling. A man must spend it, must give it away.
Rev. Dr. Macleod.    
  300
  If a man loves a woman for her beauty, does he love her? No; for the smallpox, which destroys her beauty without killing her, causes his love to cease. And if any one loves me for my judgment or my memory, does he really love me? No; for I can lose these qualities without ceasing to be.
Pascal.    
  301
  A supreme love, a motive that gives a sublime rhythm to a woman’s life, and exalts habit into partnership with the soul’s highest needs, is not to be had where and how she wills; to know that high initiation, she must often tread where it is hard to tread, and feel the chill air, and watch through darkness.
George Eliot.    
  302
        For this is Love’s nobility,—
Not to scatter bread and gold,
Goods and raiment bought and sold;
But to hold fast his simple sense,
And speak the speech of innocence,
For he that feeds men serveth few;
He serves all who dares be true.
Emerson.    
  303
  It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know it has begun. A thousand heralds proclaim it to the listening air, a thousand messengers betray it to the eye. Tone, act, attitude and look, the signals upon the countenance, the electric telegraph of touch—all these betray the yielding citadel before the word itself is uttered, which, like the key surrendered, opens every avenue and gate of entrance, and renders retreat impossible.
Longfellow.    
  304
  Of the systems above us, angelic and seraphic, we know little; but we see one law, simple, efficient, and comprehensive as that of gravitation,—the law of love,—extending its sway over the whole of God’s dominions, living where He lives, embracing every moral movement in its universal authority, and producing the same harmony, where it is obeyed as we observe in the movements of nature.
Mark Hopkins.    
  305
  When God formed the rose, He said, “Thou shalt flourish and spread thy perfume.” When He commanded the sun to emerge from chaos, he added, “Thou shalt enlighten and warm the world.” When He gave life to the lark, He enjoined upon it to soar and sing in the air. Finally, He created man and told him to love. And seeing the sun shine, perceiving the rose scattering its odors, hearing the lark warble in the air, how can man help loving?
Grün.    
  306
        But thou, through good and evil, praise and blame,
  Wilt not thou love me for myself alone?
Yes, thou wilt love me with exceeding love,
  And I will tenfold all that love repay;
Still smiling, though the tender may reprove,
  Still faithful, though the trusted may betray.
Macaulay.    
  307
  Love is an alchemist that can transmute poison into food—and a spaniel, that prefers even punishment from one hand to caresses from another. But it is in love, as in war, we are often more indebted for our success to the weakness of the defence than to the energy of the attack; for mere idleness has ruined more women than passion; vanity more than idleness, and credulity more than either.
Colton.    
  308
        Love is all in fire, and yet is ever freezing;
Love is much in winning, yet is more in leesing;
Love is ever sick, and yet is never dying;
Love is ever true, and yet is ever lying;
Love does dote in liking, and is mad in loathing;
Love indeed is anything, yet indeed is nothing.
Thos. Middleton.    
  309
  Must love be ever treated with profaneness as a mere illusion? or with coarseness as a mere impulse? or with fear as a mere disease? or with shame as a mere weakness? or with levity as a mere accident? whereas it is a great mystery and a great necessity, lying at the foundation of human existence, morality, and happiness,—mysterious, universal, inevitable as death.
Harriet Martineau.    
  310
  The plainest man that can convince a woman that he is really in love with her has done more to make her in love with him than the handsomest man, if he can produce no such conviction. For the love of woman is a shoot, not a seed, and flourishes most vigorously only when ingrafted on that love which is rooted in the breast of another.
Colton.    
  311
                        Who can fear
Too many stars, though each in heaven shall roll—
  Too many flowers, though each shall crown the year?
Say, thou dost love me, love me, love me—toll
  The silver iterance!—only minding, Dear,
To love me also in silence, with thy soul.
E. B. Browning.    
  312
  Do anything but love; or if thou lovest and art a woman, hide thy love from him whom thou dost worship; never let him know how dear he is; flit like a bird before him; lead him from tree to tree, from flower to flower; but be not won, or thou wilt, like that bird, when caught and caged, be left to pine neglected and perish in forgetfulness.
Miss L. E. Landon.    
  313
  This is the great instrument and engine of nature, the bond and cement of society, the spring and spirit of the universe. Love is such an affection as cannot so properly be said to be in the soul, as the soul to be in that. It is the whole man wrapt up into one desire, all the powers, vigor, and faculties of the soul abridged into one inclination.
South.    
  314
        She is coming, my own, my sweet;
  Were it ever so airy a tread,
My heart would hear her and beat,
  Were it earth in an earthy bed;
My dust would hear her and beat,
  Had I lain for a century dead;
Would start and tremble under her feet,
  And blossom in purple and red.
Tennyson.    
  315
        Your love in a cottage is hungry,
  Your vine is a nest for flies—
Your milkmaid shocks the Graces,
  And simplicity talks of pies!
You lie down to your shady slumber
  And wake with a bug in your ear,
And your damsel that walks in the morning
  Is shod like a mountaineer.
N. P. Willis.    
  316
  Oh, how beautiful is love! Even thou that sneerest and laughest in cold indifference or scorn if others are near thee,—thou too must acknowledge its truth when thou art alone, and confess that a foolish world is prone to laugh in public at what in private it reveres as one of the highest impulses of our nature; namely, love.
Longfellow.    
  317
  Love is the weapon which Omnipotence reserved to conquer rebel man when all the rest had failed. Reason he parries; fear he answers blow for blow; future interest he meets with present pleasure; but love, that sun against whose melting beams the winter cannot stand—that soft subliming slumber which wrestles down the giant, there is not one human being in a million, nor a thousand men in all earth’s huge quintillion, whose clay heart is hardened against love.
Tupper.    
  318
        Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of the great sun what is light;
Ask what is darkness of the night;
Ask sin of what may be forgiven;
Ask what is happiness of heaven;
Ask what is folly of the crowd;
Ask what is fashion of the shroud;
Ask what is sweetness of thy kiss;
Ask of thyself what beauty is.
Bailey.    
  319
  We love a girl for very different things than understanding. We love her for her beauty, her youth, her mirth, her confidingness, her character, with its faults, caprices, and God knows what other inexpressible charms; but we do not love her understanding. Her mind we esteem (if it is brilliant), and it may greatly elevate her in our opinion; nay, more, it may enchain us when we already love. But her understanding is not that which awakens and inflames our passions.
Goethe.    
  320
        There has fallen a splendid tear
  From the passion-flower at the gate.
She is coming, my dove, my dear;
  She is coming, my life, my fate;
The red rose cries, “She is near, she is near;”
  And the white rose weeps, “She is late;”
The larkspur listens, “I hear; I hear;”
  And the lily whispers, “I wait.”
Tennyson.    
  321
  There can be no barrenness in full summer. The very sand will yield something. Rocks will have mosses, and every rift will have its windflower, and every crevice a leaf; while the fertile soil will be reared a gorgeous troop of growths, that will carry their life in ten thousand forms, but all with praise to God. And so it is when the soul knows its summer. Love redeems its weakness, clothes its barrenness, enriches its poverty, and makes its very desert to bud and blossom as the rose.
Beecher.    
  322
        Man’s love is of man’s life a thing apart,
’Tis woman’s whole existence; man may range
The court, the camp, church, vessel, and the mart,
Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange;
Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart;
And few there are whom these cannot estrange;
Men have all these resources, we but one—
To love again, and be again undone.
Byron.    
  323
        If I freely may discover
What should please me in my lover,
I would have her fair and witty,
Savouring more of court than city;
A little proud, but full of pity;
Light and humorous in her toying,
Oft building hopes, and soon destroying,
Long, but sweet in the enjoying;
Neither too easy nor to hard;
All extremes I would have barr’d.
Ben Jonson.    
  324
        Love’s arms were wreathed about the neck of Hope,
And Hope kiss’d Love, and Love drew in her breath
In that close kiss and drank her whisper’d tales.
They say that Love would die when Hope was gone.
And Love mourn’d long, and sorrow’d after Hope;
At last she sought out Memory, and they trod
The same old paths where Love had walked with Hope,
And Memory fed the soul of Love with tears.
Tennyson.    
  325
  Love is the river of life in this world. Think not that ye know it who stand at the little tinkling rill, the first small fountain. Not until you have gone through the rocky gorges, and not lost the stream; not until you have gone through the meadow, and the stream has widened and deepened until fleets could ride on its bosom; not until beyond the meadow you have come to the unfathomable ocean, and poured your treasures into its depths—not until then can you know what love is.
Henry Ward Beecher.    
  326
  When a man is in love with one woman in a family, it is astonishing how fond he becomes of every person connected with it. He ingratiates himself with the maids; he is bland with the butler; he interests himself about the footman; he runs on errands for the daughters; he gives advice and lends money to the youngest son at college; he pats little dogs which he would kick otherwise; he smiles at old stories which would make him break out in yawns, were they uttered by any one but papa; he drinks sweet port wine, for which he would curse the steward and the whole committee of a club; he bears even with the cantankerous old maiden aunt; he beats time when darling little Fanny performs her piece on the piano; smiles when wicked, lively little Bobby upsets the coffee over his shirt.
Thackeray.    
  327
                        Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove;
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error, and upon me proved;—
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Shakespeare.    
  328
        Yes—it was love—if thoughts of tenderness,
Tried in temptation, strengthen’d by distress,
Unmov’d by absence, firm in every clime,
And yet—oh more than all! untired by time,
Which nor defeated hope, nor baffled wile,
Could render sullen were she near to smile,
Nor rage could fire, nor sickness fret to vent
On her one murmur of his discontent;
Which still would meet with joy, with calmness part,
Lest that his look of grief should reach her heart;
Which nought removed, nor menaced to remove—
If there be love in mortals—this was love!
Byron.    
  329
 
 
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