LOVE QOUTE 9

Will you love me in December as you do in May,
Will you love me in the good old fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in December as you do in May?
~James J. Walker
Love unlocks doors and opens windows that weren’t even there before.
~Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic’s Notebook, 1966
Great love affairs start with Champagne and end with tisane.
~Honoré de Balzac
Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear: it is there most pure, perfect, and unlimited where its votaries live in confidence, equality and unreserve.
~Percy Bysshe Shelley
Love is the poetry of the senses.
~Honoré de Balzac
Love is a game that two can play and both win.
~Eva Gabor
Without love, the rich and poor live in the same house.
~Author Unknown
The heart is a small thing, but desireth great matters. It is not sufficient for a kite’s dinner, yet the whole world is not sufficient for it.
~Francis Quarles, Emblems
Love is like those second-rate hotels where all the luxury is in the lobby.
~Paul-Jean Toulet
We don’t believe in rheumatism and true love until after the first attack.
~Marie Ebner Von Eschenbach, Aphorism
All love is probationary, a fact which frightens women and exhilarates men.
~Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic’s Notebook, 1966
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.
~François, duc de La Rochefoucauld
Some women love only what they can hold in their arms; others, only what they can’t.
~Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic’s Notebook, 1966
Love, and a cough, cannot be hid.
~George Herbert, Jacula Prudentum, 1651
Desire creates havoc when it is the only thing between two people, or when it is what’s missing.
~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic’s Notebook, 1960
Poetry spills from the cracks of a broken heart, but flows from one which is loved.
~Christopher Paul Rubero
A man is not where he lives, but where he loves.
~Latin Proverb
The arms of love encompass you with your present, your past, your future, the arms of love gather you together.
~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Southern Mail, 1929, translated from French by Curtis Cate
I need the starshine of your heavenly eyes,
After the day’s great sun.
~Charles Hanson Towne
A lover is a man who tries to be more amiable than it is possible for him to be.
~Nicholas de Chamfort

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