The young May moon is beaming, love. The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love. How sweet to rove, Through Morna's grove, When the… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
While mantling on the maiden's cheek Young roses kindled into thought. — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
“Think of all the males and females of the animal and plant world, all the opposites in every aspect of life. They all need… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
All that's bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest. — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
An enchanted world is one that speaks to the soul, to the mysterious depths of the heart and imagination where we find value, love,… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
“It isn’t comfortable to discover her place and her necessity. And yet what she has to offer is nothing less than the entire deep… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
When Time who steals our years away Shall steal our pleasures too, The mem'ry of the past will stay, And half our joys renew. — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
“It's my conviction that slight shifts in imagination have more impact on living than major efforts at change... deep changes in life follow movements… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
We need people in our lives with whom we can be as open as possible. To have real conversations with people may seem like… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
A soulmate is someone to whom we feel profoundly connected, as though the communicating and communing that take place between us were not the… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
“I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garland's dead, And all but he departed!” — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
A philosopher being asked what was the first thing necessary to win the love of a woman, answered, Opportunity! — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
“Body exercise is incomplete if it focuses exclusively on muscle and is motivated by the ideal of a physique unspoiled by fat.” — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
“During the dark night there is no choice but to surrender control, give in to unknowing, and stop and listen to whatever signals of… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
