Lovers Quotes · Page 40

The lover of education labors first of all to educate himself.

— John Lancaster Spalding

He can give me what you cannot. Death is not a lover. Oh yes, he is.

— Cormac McCarthy

“What once was had, forever lost; thy fate is destined, thy love star-crossed.”

— Nenia Campbell

Love is timeless… Death does not separate the lover from the beloved.

— Khalil Gibran

In the highest civilization the book is still the highest delight.

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

If the thing loved is base, the lover becomes base.

— Leonardo da Vinci

Oleander time, she said. Lovers who kill each other now will blame it on the wind.

— Janet Fitch

How can one person be in two places at once? By being thought of by two lovers.

— Robert D Dangoor

“I was always a killer. It was my skill, and they’d taught me well. She taught me love.”

— Charles Todd

Table talk and Lovers' talk equally elude the grasp; Lovers' talk is clouds, table talk is smoke.

— Victor Hugo

People will look down on you but don't look down on your self .look up because your flaws make u unique and…

— Miranda

Airplanes have dulled and desensitized us; we are encumbered, like lovers in a suit of armor.

— Paul Theroux

A true man is a man who can care,love,share,be there,kiss,think,say sorry,never cheat. Thats a true man for me what do u call…

— Maria

Cooking is great, love is grand, but souffles fall and lovers come and go. But you can always depend on a book!

— Claudia Christian

I'm a lover of lists and five-year plans and Excel spreadsheets. Any way that I can have any control over the direction…

— Jenna Fischer

The look of love alarms Because 'tis filled with fire; But the look of soft deceit Shall sin the lover's hire.

— William Blake

“I watched you try on suits in Hugo Boss.‘For the big job,’ you said. And I laughed, because I knew I would…

— Kate Chisman

Tell Me I Love You Show Me How Beautiful I Am When I Wake Up Looking A Mess Hair All Over The…

— Spoken Words

I have never been loved enough to gain the desire of reproducing a being in the image of my lover and I…

— Rachilde

Pleasure cannot be shared; like Pain, it can only be experienced or inflicted, and when we give Pleasure to our Lovers or…

— Aldous Huxley

“I’ve always seen this in you, ever since you were a little girl — this hunger to love other people into their…

— Jennifer Elisabeth

“Well," he said slowly, "sometimes there's a passion that comes in its springtime to ill fate or death. And because it ends…

— Ursula K. Le Guin

The reason why lovers and their mistresses never tire of being together is that they are always talking of themselves. [Fr., Ce…

— Francois de La Rochefoucauld

You love writing; I hate it; and if I had a lover who expected a note from me every morning, I should…

— Madame de La Fayette

“We all think we understand love yet we fail to see that no two loves are the same”

— Aysha Taryam

My heart will always be yours so when your ready come and get it. I will be waiting!

— Young Siddiq Prince

“When lovers moan, they’re telling our story.”

— Jalaluddin Rumi

Of course they fought as lovers must do to find a liveable space.

— Leston Havens

“I love when you do that,” he whispered. “Do what?” “Exist.”

— Kandi Steiner

I loved, I love and I will always love you...

— Bella Mutolo

The music of lovers is not generally appreciated by lovers of music.

— Mardy Grothe

You're the only person I want to fall asleep next to.

— Anonymous

Everybody has haters and lovers. That's what life is all about.

— Vitor Belfort

Lovers need to know how to lose themselves and then how to find themselves again.

— Paulo Coelho

Roses are red, clouds are fluffy, I love you, know lick my tuppy

— Anonymous

Love quarrels is not always a bad thing when true lovers happily make up at the end.

— Ritu Ghatourey

Love is not made for only lovers.It is also for friends who love each other.

— Ace Kid

“Mercifully one forgets one's love affairs as one forgets one's dreams.”

— Iris Murdoch

Any trifle is enough to entertain two lovers.

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

The lover's fatal identity is precisely this: I am the one who waits.

— Roland Barthes