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A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her ears. x5p16pi
A pity beyond all telling
Oh, Jacques, we're used to each other, we're a pair of captive hawks caught
in the same cage, and so we've grown used to each other. That's what passes
for love at this dim, shadowy end of the Camino Real.
However it is debased or misinterpreted, love is a redemptive feature. To focus
on one individual so that their desires become superior to yours is a very cleansing
For love … has two faces; one white, the other black; two bodies; one
smooth, the other hairy. It has two hands, two feet, two tails, two, indeed,
of every member and each one is the exact opposite of the other. Yet, so strictly
are they joined together that you cannot separate them.
Love is a great beautifier.
Nelson Algren (1909-81), U.S. author. Notes from a Sea Diary: Hemingway All the Way, "Prefatory" (1966).
Louis Aragon (1897-1982), French poet. Taped discussion in La Révolution Surréaliste, no. 11, Paris, 15 March 1928; repr. in Recherches sur la Sexualité, Jan. 1928- Aug. 1932, "Second Session, ed. by José Pierre (1990).
For a crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk
but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
Hannah Arendt (1906-75), German-born U.S. political philosopher. The Human Condition, pt. 5, ch. 33 (1958). Love is the victim's response to the rapist.
Ti-Grace Atkinson (b. 1938?), U.S. feminist writer. Quoted in: Sunday Times Magazine (London, 14 Sept. 1969). We are not commanded (or forbidden) to love our mates, our children, our friends, our country because such affections come naturally to us and are good in themselves, although we may corrupt them. We are commanded to love our neighbor because our "natural" attitude toward the "other" is one of either indifference or hostility.
W. H. Auden (1907-73), Anglo-American poet. A Certain World, "Neighbor, Love of One's" (1970).
To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria
where language is both too much and too little, excessive … and impoverished.
Jean Baudrillard (b. 1929), French semiologist. Cool Memories, ch. 4 (1987; tr. 1990). When we understand that man is the only animal who must create meaning, who must open a wedge into neutral nature, we already understand the essence of love. Love is the problem of an animal who must find life, create a dialogue with nature in order to experience his own being.
Ernest Becker (1924-74), U.S. psychologist, cultural anthropologist. The Structure of Evil, pt. 2, ch. 9, "A Brief Ontology of Love" (1968). Naturally, love's the most distant possibility.
Georges Bataille (1897-1962), French novelist, critic. La Somme Athéologique, vol. 2, Guilty, "Alleluia," sct. 4 (1944).
It is unfortunately very true that, without leisure and money, love can be
no more than an orgy of the common man…. Instead of being a sudden impulse
full of ardour and reverie, it becomes a distastefully utilitarian affair.
To love someone is to isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace of him,
dispossess him of his shadow, drag him into a murderous future. It is to circle
around the other like a dead star and absorb him into a black light.
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath
torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.
André Breton (1896-1966), French Surrealist. Taped discussions, 3 March 1928 (published in Recherches sur la Sexualité, Jan. 1928-Aug. 1932, "Sixth Session," ed. by José Pierre, 1990). When first we met we did not guess
That Love would prove so hard a master.
Robert Bridges (1844-1930), British poet. Triolet.
his is my commandment, that ye love one another.
Love seeketh only self to please,
To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.
All the little emptiness of love!
Anita Brookner (b. 1938), British novelist, art historian. Interview in Women Writers Talk (ed. by Olga Kenyon, 1989). O lyric Love, half angel and half bird
And all a wonder and a wild desire.
Robert Browning (1812-89), English poet. The Ring and the Book, bk. 1. In love, as in gluttony, pleasure is a matter of the utmost precision.
Italo Calvino (1923-85), Italian author, critic. Charles Fourier, Theory of the Four Movements, Introduction (1971; repr. in The Literature Machine, 1987).
Except for love's sake only. Do not say,
I love her for her smile … her look … her way
Of speaking gently … for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and, certes, brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee-and love so
May be unwrought so.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-61), English poet. Sonnets from the Portuguese, Sonnet 14. We loved, sir-used to meet:
How sad and bad and mad it was But then, how it was sweet!
Robert Browning (1812-89), English poet. Confessions, st. 9. The desire for possession is insatiable, to such a point that it can survive even love itself. To love, therefore, is to sterilize the person one loves.
Albert Camus (1913-60), French-Algerian philosopher, author. The Rebel, pt. 4 (1951; tr. 1953).
Love, Arthur, is a poodle's chance of attaining the infinite, and personally
I have my pride.
If there's delight in love, 'tis when I see
Love is the extra effort we make in our dealings with those whom we do not
like and once you understand that, you understand all. This idea that love overtakes
you is nonsense. This is but a polite manifestation of sex. To love another
you have to undertake some fragment of their destiny.
'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks
gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame:
it wounds one, another it kills: like lightning it begins and ends in the same
moment: it makes that fort yield at night which it besieged but in the morning;
for there is no force able to resist it.
Miguel de Cervantes (1547-1616), Spanish writer. Don Quixote, in Don Quixote, pt. 2, bk. 5, ch. 21 (1615; tr. by P. Motteux). The lyf so short, the craft so longe to lerne,
Th'assay so hard, so sharp the conquerynge,
The dredful joye, alwey that slit so yerne;
Al this mene I be love.
Geoffrey Chaucer (1340-1400), English poet. First lines of The Parlement of Foules, in The Works of Geoffrey Chaucer (ed. by Alfred W. Pollard, et al., 1898). Men and women are not free to love decently until they have analysed themselves completely and swept away every mystery from sex; and this means the acquisition of a profound philosophical theory based on wide reading of anthropology and enlightened practice.
Aleister Crowley (1875-1947), British occultist. The Confessions of Aleister Crowley, ch. 44 (1929; rev. 1970). Art is not necessary at all. All that is necessary to make this world a better place to live in is to love-to love as Christ loved, as Buddha loved.
Isadora Duncan (1878-1927), U.S. dancer. From the first chapter of her memoirs, dictated in Berlin in 1924 but never completed (published in This Quarter, Paris, Autumn 1929). To love one child and to love all children, whether living or dead-somewhere these two loves come together. To love a no-good but humble punk and to love an honest man who believes himself to be an honest man-somewhere these, too, come together.
Marguerite Duras (b. 1914), French author, filmmaker. "The Path of Joyful Despair," interview, in Le Monde (Paris, 1977; repr. in Outside: Selected Writings, 1984).
If we seek the pleasures of love, passion should be occasional, and common
Bette Davis (1908-89), U.S. screen actor. The Lonely Life, ch. 19 (1962).
Love was as subtly catched, as a disease;
It was the men I deceived the most that I loved the most.
George Eliot (1819-80), English novelist, editor. Daniel Deronda, bk. 8, ch. 69 (1876).
Love is most nearly itself
Lawrence Durrell (1912-90), British author. Interview in Observer (London, 11 Nov. 1990).
Romantic love, in pornography as in life, is the mythic celebration of female
negation. For a woman, love is defined as her willingness to submit to her own
annihilation…. The proof of love is that she is willing to be destroyed
by the one whom she loves, for his sake. For the woman, love is always self-sacrifice,
the sacrifice of identity, will, and bodily integrity, in order to fulfill and
redeem the masculinity of her lover.
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.
Ben Elton (b. 1959), British author, performer. Stark, "Private Investigations" (1989).
He who is in love is wise and is becoming wiser, sees newly every time he looks
at the object beloved, drawing from it with his eyes and his mind those virtues
which it possesses.
Well, love is insanity. The ancient Greeks knew that. It is the taking over
of a rational and lucid mind by delusion and self-destruction. You lose yourself,
you have no power over yourself, you can't even think straight.
Love is often nothing but a favorable exchange between two people who get the
most of what they can expect, considering their value on the personality market.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (1896-1940), U.S. author. John to Kismine, in The Diamond as Big as the Ritz, ch. 11 (1922).
I don't want to live-I want to love first, and live incidentally.
The idea that nations should love one another, or that business concerns or
marketing boards should love one another, or that a man in Portugal should love
a man in Peru of whom he has never heard-it is absurd, unreal, dangerous….
The fact is we can only love what we know personally. And we cannot know much.
Erich Fromm (1900-80), U.S. psychologist. The Art of Loving, ch. 2 (1956). Love, love, love-all the wretched cant of it, masking egotism, lust, masochism, fantasy under a mythology of sentimental postures, a welter of self-induced miseries and joys, blinding and masking the essential personalities in the frozen gestures of courtship, in the kissing and the dating and the desire, the compliments and the quarrels which vivify its barrenness.
Germaine Greer (b. 1939), Australian feminist writer. The Female Eunuch, "Obsession" (1970). One would always want to think of oneself as being on the side of love, ready to recognize it and wish it well-but, when confronted with it in others, one so often resented it, questioned its true nature, secretly dismissed the particular instance as folly or promiscuity. Was it merely jealousy, or a reluctance to admit so noble and enviable a sentiment in anyone but oneself?
Shirley Hazzard (b. 1931), Australian-American author. The Evening of the Holiday, ch. 9 (1965). What then in love can woman do?
If we grow fond they shun us.
And when we fly them, they pursue:
But leave us when they've won us.
John Gay (1685-1732), English playwright. Polly and Lucy, in The Beggar's Opera, act 3, sc. 8, Air 49.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists…. When we
are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete
like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I
imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
Ernest Hemingway (1899-1961), U.S. author. Death in the Afternoon, ch. 11 (1932). Love is the wisdom of the fool and the folly of the wise.
Samuel Johnson (1709-84), English author, lexicographer. Quoted in: William Cooke, Life of Samuel Foote, vol. 2 (repr. in Johnsonian Miscellanies, vol. 2, ed. by George Birkbeck Hill, 1897). Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it…. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.
Erica Jong (b. 1942), U.S. author. Hans, in How to Save Your Own Life, "Intuition, extuition …" (1977).
Katharine Hepburn (b. 1909), U.S. actor. Look (New York, 18 Feb. 1958). Love's like the measles-all the worse when it comes late in life.
Douglas Jerrold (1803-57), English playwright, humorist. The Wit and Opinions of Douglas Jerrold, "A Philanthropist" (1859). The author Jerome K. Jerome developed the idea in his Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow, "On Being in Love" (1889): "Love is like the measles; we all have to go through it. Also like the measles, we take it only once." Love (understood as the desire of good for another) is in fact so unnatural a phenomenon that it can scarcely repeat itself, the soul being unable to become virgin again and not having energy enough to cast itself out again into the ocean of another's soul.
James Joyce (1882-1941), Irish author. Notes to the play Exiles (written 1914-15; published 1952). 'Tis very much like light, a thing that everybody knows, and yet none can tell what to make of it: 'Tis not money, fortune, joynture, raving, stabbing, hanging, romancing, flouncing, swearing, ramping, desiring, fighting, dying, though all those have been, are, and still will be mistaken and miscalled for it.
The Ladies' Dictionary, "Love" (1694).
I shall always be a priest of love.
whatever of ourselves
we can deposit in it; the greater the deposit, the greater the love.
Irving Layton (b. 1912), Canadian poet. The Whole Bloody Bird, "Aphs" (1969). True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about but few have seen.
François, Duc de La Rochefoucauld (1613-80), French writer, moralist. Sentences et Maximes Morales, no. 76 (1678).
We are nearer loving those who hate us than those who love us more than we
The world is wonderful and beautiful and good beyond one's wildest imagination.
Never, never, never could one conceive what love is, beforehand, never. Life
can be great-quite god-like. It can be so. God be thanked I have proved it.
We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just
accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by
itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and
If there is any country on earth where the course of true love may be expected
to run smooth, it is America.
Vladimir Mayakovsky (1893-1930), Russian poet, playwright. Untitled last poem found after his suicide (repr. in Viktor Shklovsky, Mayakovsky and his Circle, ch. 25, 1940; ed. and tr. by Lily Fieler, 1972). A man has only one escape from his old self: to see a different self-in the mirror of some woman's eyes.
Clare Boothe Luce (1903-87), U.S. diplomat, writer. Mrs. Morehead, in The Women, act 1 (1936). Great passions, my dear, don't exist: they're liars' fantasies. What do exist are little loves that may last for a short or a longer while.
Anna Magnani (1918-73), Egyptian-born Italian actor. Quoted in: Oriana Fallaci, The Egotists, "Anna Magnani" (1963). 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.
Sir Thomas Malory (c. 1430-71), English author. Le Morte d'Arthur, bk. 18, ch. 25 (1485). Parrots, tortoises and redwoods
Live a longer life than men do,
Men a longer life than dogs do,
Dogs a longer life than love does.
Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950), U.S. poet. Pretty Love I Must Outlive You.
No love is entirely without worth, even when the frivolous calls to the frivolous
and the base to the base.
To love, for us men, is to clasp one woman with our arms, feeling that she
lives and breathes just as we do, suffers as we do, thinks with us, loves with
us, and, above all, sins with us.
To an ordinary human being, love means nothing if it does not mean loving some
people more than others.
The spiritualization of sensuality is called love: it is a great triumph over
Novalis aFriedrich von Hardenbergi (1772-1801), German poet, novelist. Thoughts on Religion, pt. 1 in Hymns and Thoughts on Religion (tr. and ed. by W. Hastie, 1888), from Fragments (1799-1800).
If love … means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship
exists any more. Love evaporates; there is nothing left to love. The integrity
of self is gone.
Love is the cheapest of religions.
Marcel Proust (1871-1922), French novelist. Remembrance of Things Past, vol. 2, "Swann's Way: Swann in Love" (1913; tr. by Scott Monkrieff, 1922). Many people when they fall in love look for a little haven of refuge from the world, where they can be sure of being admired when they are not admirable, and praised when they are not praiseworthy.
Bertrand Russell (1872-1970), British philosopher, mathematician. The Conquest of Happiness, ch. 9 (1930).
In love, there is always one who kisses and one who offers the cheek.
Judith Rossner (b. 1935), U.S. author. Nine Months in the Life of an Old Maid, pt. 2 (1969).
Love, the quest; marriage, the conquest; divorce, the inquest.
Helen Rowland (1875-1950), U.S. journalist. A Guide to Men, "Variations" (1922).
Love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking together in the
I regard as a mortal sin not only the lying of the senses in matters of love,
but also the illusion which the senses seek to create where love is only partial.
I say, I believe, that one must love with all of one's being, or else live,
come what may, a life of complete chastity.
To say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs,
May Sarton (b. 1912), U.S. poet, novelist. Hilary Stevens, in Mrs. Stevens Hears the Mermaids Singing, pt. 2 (1965).
Perhaps the old monks were right when they tried to root love out; perhaps
the poets are right when they try to water it. It is a blood-red flower, with
the colour of sin; but there is always the scent of a god about it.
Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), English dramatist, poet. Sonnet 151.
True love makes the thought of death frequent, easy, without terrors; it merely
becomes the standard of comparison, the price one would pay for many things.
George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950), Anglo-Irish playwright, critic. Charteris, in The Philanderer, act 2.
Love is free; to promise for ever to love the same woman is not less absurd
than to promise to believe the same creed; such a vow in both cases excludes
us from all inquiry.
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), English poet. The Earth, in Prometheus Unbound, act 4. When desire, having rejected reason and overpowered judgment which leads to right, is set in the direction of the pleasure which beauty can inspire, and when again under the influence of its kindred desires it is moved with violent motion towards the beauty of corporeal forms, it acquires a surname from this very violent motion, and is called love.
Socrates (469-399 B.C.), Greek philosopher. Quoted in: Plato, Phaedrus. We often speak of love when we really should be speaking of the drive to dominate or to master, so as to confirm ourselves as active agents, in control of our own destinies and worthy of respect from others.
Thomas Szasz (b. 1920), U.S. psychiatrist. The Second Sin, "Love" (1973). I try to give to the poor people for love what the rich could get for money. No, I wouldn't touch a leper for a thousand pounds; yet I willingly cure him for the love of God.
Mother Teresa (b. 1910), Albanian-born Roman Catholic missionary. A Gift for God, "Riches" (1975). What is the main thing in love? to know and to hide. To know about the one you love and to hide that you love. At times the hiding (shame) overpowers the knowing (passion). The passion for the hidden-the passion for the revealed.
Marina Tsvetaeva (1892-1941), Russian poet. The House at Old Pimen, ch. 2 (1934; repr. in A Captive Spirit: Selected Prose, ed. and tr. by J. Marin King, 1980), on her youthful love for a girl. For it is the suffering flesh, it is suffering, it is death, that lovers perpetuate upon the earth. Love is at once the brother, son, and father of death, which is its sister, mother, and daughter. And thus it is that in the depth of love there is a depth of eternal despair, out of which springs hope and consolation.
Miguel de Unamuno (1864-1936), Spanish philosophical writer. The Tragic Sense of Life, ch. 7 (1913).
Love feels no burden, regards not labors, strives toward more than it attains,
argues not of impossibility, since it believes that it may and can do all things.
Therefore it avails for all things, and fulfils and accomplishes much where
one not a lover falls and lies helpless.
Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because
I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is
united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love,
shall return to the general and eternal source.
To love one person with a private love is poor and miserable: to love all is
John Updike (b. 1932), U.S. author, critic. Couples, ch. 2 (1968). A man in love is like a clipped coupon-it's time to cash in.
Mae West (1892-1980), U.S. screen actor. On Sex, Health and ESP, "That Four-Letter Word!" (1975).
Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.
Sid Vicious (1957-79), British punk rocker. Sounds (London, 9 Oct. 1976).
If somebody says, "I love you," to me, I feel as though I had a pistol
pointed at my head. What can anybody reply under such conditions but that which
the pistol-holder requires? "I love you, too."
Fantasy love is much better than reality love. Never doing it is very exciting.
The most exciting attractions are between two opposites that never meet.
It has ever been since time began,
Oscar Wilde (1854-1900), Anglo-Irish playwright, author. Lord Henry, in The Picture of Dorian Gray, ch. 4 (1891). The same words reappeared spoken by Lord Illingworth in A Woman of No Importance, act 3. In her first passion woman loves her lover,
In all the others all she loves is love.
Lord Byron (1788-1824), English poet. Don Juan, cto. 3, st. 3. The words are from La Rochefoucauld, Maximes, no. 471 (1678). The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
Benjamin Disraeli (1804-81), English statesman, author. Henrietta Temple, pt. 4, ch. 1 (1837). We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.
Cyril Connolly (1903-74), British critic. The Unquiet Grave, pt. 1 (1944; rev. 1951).
First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.
The advantage of love at first sight is that it delays a second sight.
I do not think that what is called Love at first sight is so great an absurdity
as it is sometimes imagined to be. We generally make up our minds beforehand
to the sort of person we should like, grave or gay, black, brown, or fair; with
golden tresses or raven locks;-and when we meet with a complete example of the
qualities we admire, the bargain is soon struck.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight:
Mine ear is much enamoured of thy note;
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