Is it so small a thing To have enjoyed the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have loved, to have thought, to have done.
Sero te amavi, pulchritudo tam antiqua et tam nova, sero te amavi! Late have I loved you, beauty so old and so new: late have I loved you.
I loved thee once; I'll love no more Thine be the grief as is the blame; Thou art not what thou wast before, What reason I should be the same?
Wherefore I say unto thee, Her sins, which are many, are forgiven; for she loved much: but to whom little is forgiven, the same loveth little.
Dante, who loved well because he hated, Hated wickedness that hinders loving.
We loved, sirused to meet: How sad and bad and mad it was But then, how it was sweet!
Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly! Never metor never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.
And hark! the Nightingale begins its song, 'Most musical, most melancholy' bird! A melancholy bird?his song Should make all Nature lovelier, and itself Be loved like Nature!
I loved Estella I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? were we not weaned till then? But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Now thou hast loved me one whole day, Tomorrow when thou leav'st, what wilt thou say?
Twice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name; So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame Angels affect us oft, and worshipped be; Still when, to where thou wert, I came, Some lovely glorious nothing did I see.
But she, good sir, Did not prefer You, for that I was ranging; But for that she Found faith in me And she loved to be changing.
For truth has such a face and such a mien As to be loved needs only to be seen.
I was never more hated than when Itried to be honest On the other hand,I've never been more loved and appreciated than when Itried to'justify'and affirm someone's mistaken beliefs; or when I've tried to give my friendstheincorrect, absurd answersthey wishedtohear.
A woman is beautiful only when she is loved.
I didn't come to Washington to be loved and I haven't been disappointed.
Dilexi iustitiam et odi iniquitatem, propterea morior in exilio. I have loved righteousness and hated iniquity, and therefore I die in exile.
I remember that the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare that in his writing, whatsoever he penned, he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been,Would he had blotted a thousand: which they thought a malevolent speech[but] I loved themanand do honour hismemory, on thisside idolatry, as much as any.
To be trusted is a greater compliment than to be loved.
Nasce da questo una disputa: s'egli e' meglio essere amato che temuto, o e' converso. Rispondesi che si vorebbe essere l'uno e l'altro; ma perche egli e' difficile accozzarli insieme, e' molto pi u' sicuro essere temuto che amato, quando si abbia a mancare dell'uno de'due. Thisleadstoa debate: isit better to be loved thanfeared, or the reverse? The answer is that it is desirable to be both, but because it is difficult to join them together, it is much safer fora prince to be feared than loved, if he isto fail in one of the two.
It lies not in our power to love, or hate, For will in us is overruled by fate. When two are stripped, lo ere the course begin We wish that one should lose, the other win; And one especially do we affect Of two gold ingots, like in each respect. The reason no man knows, let it suffice, What we behold is censured by our eyes. Where both deliberate, the love is slight; Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?
There's scarce a thing but is both loved and loathed.
Hail, wedded love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. 583
Togrowolder istorealizetheuniverseisCopernican, not Ptolemaic, and that self and the loved one do not form the epicentre of the solar system.
Ah! je l'ai trop aime pour ne le point ha|«r ! Oh! I loved him too much not to hate him now!
J'aimais jusqu'a' ses pleurs que je faisais couler. I loved even the tears which I made her cry.
The perpetual hunger to be beautifuland thatthirsttobe loved which is the real curse of Eve.
Alas! that all we loved of him should be, But for our grief, as if it had not been, And grief itself be mortal!
It requires less skill to love than to be loved.
Out upon it! I have loved Three whole days together; And am like to love three more, If it prove fair weather.
I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
For the life in them he loved most living things, But a tree chiefly.
When you are old and greyand full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly how Love fled And paced among the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
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