I nothing had, and yet enough for youth--Joy in Illusion, ardent thirst for Truth. Give unrestrained, the old emotion, The bliss that touched the verge of pain, The strength of Hate, Love's deep devotion,--O, give me back my youth again!
I nothing had, and yet enough for youth--Joy in Illusion, ardent thirst for Truth. Give unrestrained, the old emotion, The bliss that touched the verge of pain, The strength of Hate, Love's deep devotion,--O, give me back my youth again!
Must it ever be thus-that the source of our happiness must also be the fountain of our misery? The full and ardent sentiment which animated my heart with the love of nature, overwhelming me with a torrent of delight, and which brought all paradise before me, has now become an insupportable torment, a demon which perpetually pursues and harrasses me.
A life without love, without the presence of the beloved, is nothing but a mere magic-lantern show. We draw out slide after slide, swiftly tiring of each, and pushing it back to make haste for the next.
This is the true measure of love When we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, and that no one will ever love in the same way after us
The first and last thing required of genius is the love of truth.
Yearning a sacrifice of love to bring.
Love has power to give in a moment what toil can scarcely reach in an age.
Ambition and love are the wings to great deeds.
love awakes,--
And the silence Phoebus breaks
Of his mountains, of his vales,
Sweetly blow the balmy gales;
All for whom he shows affection,
Who are worthy his protection,
Gladly follow his direction.
Let us all, then,
Adore the Father!
Ah, e'en Earth can never cool down love!
Love and desire are the spirit's wings to great deeds.
Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished
Here, too, love and life I find.
Nine keys to contentment Health enough to make work a pleasure. Wealth enough to support your needs. Strength enough to battle with difficulties and overcome them. Grace enough to confess your sins and forsake them. Patience enough to toil until some good is accomplished. Charity enough to see some good in your neighbors. Love enough to move you to be useful and helpful to others. Faith enough to make real things of God. Hope enough to remove all anxious fears concerning the future.
There is a courtesy of the heart; it is allied to love. From its springs the purest courtesy in the outward behavior.
Why should we not recognize in the lightning, the thunder, and the storm wind, the approach of an overwhelming Power, and in the scent of flowers and the gently rustling zephyr the presence of a Being full of love.
Love does not dominate; it cultivates.
That is the true season of love, when we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, and that no one will love in the same way as us.
Who're in my service, love me.
Tears of love that nought can still!
Everywhere, we learn only from those whom we love.
A beauteous network of entwining love.
We are shaped and fashioned by what we love.
O'er whom my sway extendeth, love I.
Love, thou art too fair, I ween!
The fire of love must aye be kept alive.
With mutual love are fill'd;
And by no causeless strife
Who longs in solitude to live, Ah soon his wish will gain Men hope and love, men get and give, and leave him to his pain.
Wand'ring to love is a heavenly dance.
Love can do much, but duty more.
In action, and in love so radiant now;
Let all things be where thou art, childlike ever,
Thus thoult be all, thus, thou'lt be vanquish'd never.
When that infant vow of love was spoken,
Everything a human being wants can be divided into four components love, adventure, power and fame.
But by gods and men are unrequited:
For ye love not,--ne'er have learnt to love!
On the cross a Saviour they adore.
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