need quotes on love
Jimmy Maitland
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>From: "Jimmy Maitland" <mait...@key.net.au>
>Date: 8/3/98 5:32 AM Central Daylight Time
>Message-id: <90214076...@trots.key.net.au>
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>Can someone post up quotes on love from anyone, but preferably Oscar Wilde,
>Poets
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Julie<br>
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*****<br>
"We thought we were running away from the grownups, and now we are the
grownups."<br>
Margaret Atwood<br>
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The Sanity Inspector
subject on which one cannot express an absurdity.
--Chamfort
When you really want love you will find it waiting for you.
--Wilde
When we are not in love too much, we are not in love enough.
--Comte De Bussy-Rabutin
It is love, and not German philosophy, that is the true explanation of
this world, whatever may be the explanation of the next.
--Wilde
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even
the ruins to which it clings.
--Flaubert
Women love men for their defects; if men have enough of them, women will
forgive them everything, even their gigantic intellects.
--Wilde
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--bruce
"Out of the crooked timber of humanity, no straight thing was ever made."
--Kant
Jimmy Maitland <mait...@key.net.au> wrote in article
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Quaking
Can't remember the author or the rest of the poem but my mother had a crossed
stitched sampler she had done in her teens of this poem hanging in her room,
so I could find out. I always thought it a sweet youthful view of love to hang
even now as a widow at age 90.
Jane
Edward William Clayton
Quaking (qua...@aol.com) wrote:
: In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love..."
: Jane
Jane --
It's from Tennyson's "Locksley Hall," but the poem isn't a sweet youthful
view of love. It's much more realistic.
It can be found online at
http://library.utoronto.ca/www/utel/rp/poems/tennyson11.html
An excerpt:
17 In the Spring a fuller crimson comes upon the robin's breast;
18 In the Spring the wanton lapwing gets himself another crest;
19 In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove;
20 In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
21 Then her cheek was pale and thinner than should be for one so young,
22 And her eyes on all my motions with a mute observance hung.
23 And I said, "My cousin Amy, speak, and speak the truth to me,
24 Trust me, cousin, all the current of my being sets to thee."
25 On her pallid cheek and forehead came a colour and a light,
26 As I have seen the rosy red flushing in the northern night.
27 And she turn'd--her bosom shaken with a sudden storm of sighs--
28 All the spirit deeply dawning in the dark of hazel eyes--
29 Saying, "I have hid my feelings, fearing they should do me wrong";
30 Saying, "Dost thou love me, cousin?" weeping, "I have loved thee
long."
31 Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands;
32 Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands.
33 Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with
might;
34 Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of
sight.
35 Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring,
36 And her whisper throng'd my pulses with the fulness of the Spring.
37 Many an evening by the waters did we watch the stately ships,
38 And our spirits rush'd together at the touching of the lips.
39 O my cousin, shallow-hearted! O my Amy, mine no more!
40 O the dreary, dreary moorland! O the barren, barren shore!
41 Falser than all fancy fathoms, falser than all songs have sung,
42 Puppet to a father's threat, and servile to a shrewish tongue!
43 Is it well to wish thee happy?--having known me--to decline
44 On a range of lower feelings and a narrower heart than mine!
45 Yet it shall be; thou shalt lower to his level day by day,
46 What is fine within thee growing coarse to sympathize with clay.
47 As the husband is, the wife is: thou art mated with a clown,
48 And the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down.
49 He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force,
50 Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
51 What is this? his eyes are heavy; think not they are glazed with
wine.
52 Go to him, it is thy duty, kiss him, take his hand in thine.
53 It may be my lord is weary, that his brain is overwrought:
54 Soothe him with thy finer fancies, touch him with thy lighter
thought.
55 He will answer to the purpose, easy things to understand--
56 Better thou wert dead before me, tho' I slew thee with my hand!
57 Better thou and I were lying, hidden from the heart's disgrace,
58 Roll'd in one another's arms, and silent in a last embrace.
And a question: by 'cousin' does he literally mean 'cousin,' or is this a
word which has lost one of its meanings since Tennyson wrote, or an
English (as opposed to an American) meaning? I have in
mind something like 'kinship', which can mean blood relative but can also
mean deep similarity between people not related by blood....
Ted
Frank Lynch
> In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love..."
Hmmm. If I recall correctly from the Ray Milland movie "It Happens Every Spring,"
it's actually baseball to which the young man's heart turns. Love nonetheless.
Frank Lynch
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Cheryl
than we feel, nobler than we are: by which we can see Life as a whole: by which,
and by which alone, we can understand others in their real as in their ideal
relations." ~Oscar Wilde
"Love's joy, like the joy of the intellect, is to feel itself alive." ~Oscar
Wilde
Perhaps you can find more here:
Oscar Wilde Quotations http://www.webdesk.com/quotations/wilde.html
*Cheryl*
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MacWawa
*To say 'I love you' one must first know how to say the 'I.'
-Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead
Because I love you truly,
Because you love me, too,
My very greatest happiness
Is sharing life with you.
-Unknown
*If I never loved I never would have cried.
-Simon and Garfunkel, I Am A Rock
*Love is like Hearts. You want to follow suit, but you don't want to have the
lead.
-Dustin Fisher
Be to her virtues very kind,
Be to her faults a little blind.
-Matthew Prier
To love is to admire with the heart; to admire is to love with the mind.
-Theophile Gautier
If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.
-Ernest Hemingway
*[T]he measure of the hell you're able to endure is the measure of your love.
-Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
*I love you, my dearest, with that blindest passion of my body which comes from
the clearest perception of my mind.
-Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
*Love is the expression of one's values, the greatest reward you can earn for
the moral qualities you have achieved in your character and person, the
emotional price paid by one man for the joy he receives from the virtues of
another.
-Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
---Michael
Leslie Paul Davies
[Thanks.]
GL
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