Romantic Love

The most beautiful words of love are told in silence for a look.

And when a lady’s in the case, You know all other things give place.

Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon. Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen at its height.

 

Mature as he was, she might yet be able to help him to the building of the rainbow bridge that should connect the prose in us with the passion. Without it we are meaningless fragments, half monks, half beasts, unconnected arches that have never joined into a man. With it love is born, and alights on the highest curve, glowing against the gray, sober against the fire.

 

Love’s pleasure lasts but a moment;

 

[ Of Ronald Reagan :] For seven and a half years I have worked alongside him and I am proud to be his partner. We have had triumphs, we have made mistakes, we have had sex.

 

A woman can be anything that the man who loves her would have her be.

What a woman says to an eager lover, / write it on running water, write it on air.

The truly erotic sensibility, in evoking the image of woman, never omits to clothe it. The robing and disrobing: that is the true traffic of love.

Romance only dies with life. No pair of pincers will ever pull it out of us. But there is a spurious sentiment which cannot resist the unexpected and the incongruous and the grotesque.

We must resemble each other a little in order to understand each other, but we must be a little different to love each other.

In order to love simply, it is necessary to know how to show love.

Love is a great force in private life; it is indeed the greatest of all things; but love in public affairs does not work.

Only the flow matters: live and let live, love and let love.

 

A good front is half the battle in love or war.

Why love if losing hurts so much we love to know that we are not alone.

Aesthetic emotion puts man in a state favorable to the reception of erotic emotion. Art is the accomplice of love.

I love you. I used to pity your sorrow. But now, were you sorrowless, without fear or any lack, still i would love you. J. R. R.

 

Nearly all marriages, even happy ones, are mistakes: in the sense that almost certainly (in a more perfect world, or even with a little more care in this very imperfect one) both partners might be found more suitable mates. But the real soul-mate is the one you are actually married to. J. R. R.

 

It is well to write love letters. There are certain things for which it is not easy to ask your mistress face to face, like money for instance.

He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.

Women wish to be loved without a why or a wherefore; not because they are pretty, or good, or well-bred, or graceful, or intelligent, but because they are themselves.

Women still remember the first kiss after men have forgotten the last.