Love's
a thing that's never out of season.
Barry
Cornwall
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Will
you still love me when I'm sixty-four?
Paul
McCartney
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In
dreams and in love there are no impossibilities.
Janos
Arany
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Love
looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
William
Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
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For
aught that I could ever read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth.
William
Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
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And
yet, to say the truth, reason and love
keep little company together now-a-days.
William
Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
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Of
all the pain, the greatest pain,
It is to love, but in vain.
Abraham
Cowley, Anacreontics
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We
are all born for love. It is the principle of existence,
and its only end.
Benjamin
Disraeli, Sibyl
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God,
from a beautiful necessity, is Love.
Martin
Farquhar Tupper, Of Immortality
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In
the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns
to thoughts of love.
Alfred,
Lord Tennyson, Locksley Hall
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Love
and a red nose can't be hid.
Thomas
Holcroft, Duplicity
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They
sin who tell us Love can die:
With Life all other passions fly,
All others are but vanity.
Robert
Southey, The Curse of Kehama
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Say
thou dost love me, love me-toll
The silver iterance!-only minding, Dear,
To love me also in silence with thy soul.
Elizabeth
Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese
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All
mankind loves a lover.
Ralph
Waldo Emerson, Love
|
They
do not love that do not show their love.
John
Heywood, Proverbs
|
What
the world needs now,
Is love,
Sweet love.
|
I
feel it when I when I sorrow most:
It is better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Alfred,
Lord Tennyson, In Memoriam
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Then,
must you speak
Of one that loved not wisely but too well.
William
Shakespeare, Othello
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Love
sought is good,
but given unsought is better
William
Shakespeare Twelfth Night
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We
learn only from those we love.
Johann
Wolfgang Von Eckermann Conversation with Eckermann
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All
is fair in love and war.
Francais
Edward Smedley, Frank Fairleigh
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Two
souls with a single thought,
Two hearts that beat as one.
Friedrich
Halm Ingomar the Barbarian
|
Love
reckons hours for months, and days for years;
And every little absence is an age.
John
Dryden, Amphitryon
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Heaven
has no rage like love to hatred turned,
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
William
Congreve, The Mourning Bride |
