Quotes about love

Love has had a lot of press-agenting from the oldest times; but there are higher, nobler things than love.

"Alcohol is like love," he said. "The first kiss is magic, the second is intimate, the third is routine. After that you take the girl's clothes off."

I have need of a friend.There is one and only one

who will give the air

from his failing lungs

for my body's mend.And that one is my love.

I’ve alway known that the quality of love was the mind, even though the body sometimes refuses this knowledge. The body lives for itself. It lives only to feed and wait for the night. It’s essentially nocturnal. But what of the mind which is born of the sun, William, and must spend thousands of hours of a lifetime awake and aware? Can you balance off the body, that pitiful, selfish thing of night against a whole lifetime of sun and intellect? I don’t know.

Beauty compelled admiration and erotic yearning; such was its organic function. But never by itself could it command love.

Anyway, there isn't any evil here. That's what I don't understand. There's just love.

The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit; for like as herbs and trees bring forth fruit and flourish in May, in likewise every lusty heart that is in any manner a lover, springeth and flourisheth in lusty deeds. For it giveth unto all lovers courage, that lusty month of May.

The joy of love is too short, and the sorrow thereof, and what cometh thereof, dureth over long.

Nowadays men cannot love seven night but they must have all their desires: that love may not endure by reason; for where they be soon accorded and hasty, heat soon it cooleth. Right so fareth love nowadays, soon hot soon cold: this is no stability. But the old love was not so.

Love’s a different sort of thing, hot enough to make you flow into something, interflow, cool and anneal and be a weld stronger than what you started with.

Love, Caroline, isn’t…that. Love is everything else that can be between a man and a woman, without that.

Americans... are forever searching for love in forms it never takes, in places it can never be. It must have something to do with the vanished frontier.