Sometimes your friends are your lovers, or have been at one time.

Lovers lying two and two
Ask not whom they sleep beside,
And the bridegroom all night through
Never turns him to the bride.

All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever.

The thoughts of others Were light and fleeting, Of lovers’ meeting Or luck or fame. Mine were of trouble, And mine were steady; So I was ready When trouble came.

Jumped in the river, what did I see? Black-eyed angels swam with me A moonful of stars and astral cars And all the figures I used to see All my lovers were there with me All my past and futures And we all went to heaven in a little row boat There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt

I see my fans as music lovers. I really love that. There’s no age group or demographic. It’s people of all ages and backgrounds. Country people and non-country people. I wanted to make music across the board.

I wanted to only collab with women for Lovers Holiday

The United States should be an asylum for the persecuted lovers of civil and religious liberty

Incurable lover of the grotesque.

I am Gabrielle Anwar: mother, lover, daughter, sister, friend, and creator in the pursuit of happiness.

Real music lovers are actually my favourite kind of people because they like to know, rather than just be told what to think.

The True Lover is the one who realizes that Loyalty must go hand in hand with Freedom.

Lovers of print are simply confusing the plate for the food.

When I was younger, my family would go camping and fishing on our ranches. My dad loves being around all kinds of animals. He’s the one who got me to be a really big animal lover.

As I began to love myself I stopped craving a different life, and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow. Today I call it

As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is

A conqueror is always a lover of peace.

The Conqueror is always a lover of peace: he would prefer to take over our country unopposed.

I don’t want to just revolve. I want to evolve. As a man, as a human, as a father, as a lover.

For lovers be the folk that be alive.

Who shall give a lover any law? Love is a greater law, by my troth, than any law written by mortal man.

If you wish to know who is really the lover, look then not at the boy who sits by her side, looks boldly into her eyes and twists the flowers in her necklace around his fingers and steals the hibiscus flower from her hair that he may wear it behind his ear. Do not think it is he who whispers softly in her ear, or says to her ‘Sweetheart, wait for me to-night. After the moon has set, I will come to you,’ or who teases her by saying she has many lovers. Look instead at the boy who sits far-off, who sits with bent head and takes no part in the joking.

Lovers would find it as hard to count the kisses exchanged in an hour as to count the flowers in a meadow in May.

All colors are the friends of their neighbors and the lovers of their opposites.

All discarded lovers should be given a second chance, but with somebody else.

If Jack’s in love, he’s no judge of Jill’s beauty.

They’re right to think that about me, because I’m the person most likely to sleep with my female fans, I genuinely love other women. And I think they know that.

If I think more about death than some other people, it is probably because I love life more than they do.

Everyone got kind of crazy with me mentioning I was in love with a woman.

Love and sex can go together and sex and unlove can go together and love and unsex can go together. But personal love and personal sex is bad

The most exciting attractions are between two opposites that never meet

The symptom of love is when some of the chemicals inside you go bad. So, there must be something in love because your chemicals do tell you something

Romance is finding your fantasy in people who don’t have it

Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.

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

The Fascist accepts life and loves it, knowing nothing of and despising suicide; he rather conceives of life as duty and struggle and conquest, life which should be high and full, lived for oneself, but not above all for others those who are at hand and those who are far distant, contemporaries, and those who will come after.

Minds, however, are conquered not by arms, but by love and nobility.

If I love you it means we share the same fantasies, the same madnesses.

You don’t find love, it finds you. It’s got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what’s written in the stars.

Do not seek the because – in love, there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.” ~ Anais Nin”We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another, unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made of layers, cells, constellations

When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence. I see in you that part of me which is you. I surrender my sincerity because if I love you it means we share the same fantasies, we share the same madness

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source.

He who loves God cannot endeavor that God should love him in return.

The more clearly you understand yourself and your emotions, the more you become a lover of what is.

Trade is the natural enemy of all violent passions. Trade loves moderation, delights in compromise, and is most careful to avoid anger. It is patient, supple, and insinuating, only resorting to extreme measures in cases of absolute necessity

What is love except another name for the use of positive reinforcement?

Now warm in love, now withering in my bloom, lost in a convent’s solitary gloom

Is not absence death to those who love?

Ye gods, annihilate but space and time, and make two lovers happy

Love can tame the wildest

AeschylusThe sleepless pain when a loved one becomes a memory

Profound love demands a deep conception and out of this develops reverence for the mystery of life. It brings us close to all beings, to the poorest and smallest as well as all others.

To abandon oneself to principles is really to die – and to die for an impossible love which is the contrary of love

I know of only one dut

We always deceive ourselves twice about the people we love – first to their advantage, then to their disadvantage

There is no love of life without despair of life

A different lover is not a sin.

If you actually do something you love it’s a lot easier and takes on a lot more purpose.

We all reject out of hand the idea that the love of our life may be something light or weightless; we presume our love is what must be, that without it our life would no longer be the same.

Perhaps the reason we are unable to love is that we yearn to be loved, that is, we demand something (love) from our partner instead of delivering ourselves up to him demand-free and asking for nothing but his company.

For there is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one’s own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes.

You can’t measure the mutual affection of two human beings by the number of words they exchange.