Why is the measure of love loss
Famous Quotes about compromise
Love is not a consequence. Love is not a choice. Love is a thirst. A need as vital to the soul as water is to the body. Love is a precious draught that not only soothes a parched throat but it vitalizes a man. It fortifies him enough that he is willing to slay dragons for the woman who offers it. Take that draught of love from me and I will shrivel to dust. To take it from a man dying of thirst and give it to another whilst he watches is a cruelty I never thought you capable of.
Love After LoveThe time will come when with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door in your own mirror and each will smile at the others welcome and say sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self.Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself to the stranger who has loved you all your life whom you ignored for another who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf the photographs the desperate notes peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.
Love is like breakfast with Mildred. Whos Mildred How the heck should I know I dont eat breakfast.
Perfect love is the most beautiful of all frustrations because it is more than one can express.
The first question which the priest and the Levite asked was If I stop to help this man what will happen to me But...the good Samaritan reversed the question If I do not stop to help this man what will happen to him
Out of my thoughts You are part of my existence part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read since I first came here the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then. You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since on the river on the sails of the ships on the marshes in the clouds in the light in the darkness in the wind in the woods in the sea in the streets. You have been the embodiment of every graceful fancy that my mind has ever become acquainted with. The stones of which the strongest London buildings are made are not more real or more impossible to displace with your hands than your presence and influence have been to me there and everywhere and will be. Estella to the last hour of my life you cannot choose but remain part of my character part of the little good in me part of the evil. But in this separation I associate you only with the good and I will faithfully hold you to that always for you must have done me far more good than harm let me feel now what sharp distress I may. O God bless you God forgive you
Half the night I waste in sighsHalf in dreams I sorrow afterThe delight of early skiesIn a wakeful dose I sorrowFor the hand the lips the eyesFor the meeting of the morrowThe delight of happy laughterThe delight of low replies.
Love demands expression. It will not stay still stay silent be good be modest be seen and not heard no. It will break out in tongues of praise the high note that smashes the glass and spills the liquid.
You said I love you. Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the thing we long to hear I love you is always a quotation. You did not say it first and neither did I yet when you say it and when I say it we speak like savages who have found three words and worship them.