Lovers Quotes
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We would prefer to see the House run bya philistine with the requisite financial acumen than by the succession of opera and ballet lovers who have brought a great and valuable institution to its knees.
Gerald Kaufman— 1997 Report of the Commons' Culture, Media and Sport Select Committee on Covent Garden, 3 Dec.
Now lap-dogs give themselves the rousing shake, And sleepless lovers, just at twelve, awake.
Alexander Pope— 1714 The Rape of the Lock, canto1, l.15-16.
Deliver me from your cold phlegmatic preachers, politicians, friends, lovers and husbands.
Abigail Adams— Letter to John Adams (5 August 1776).
The heart of the jealous knows the best and most satisfying love, that of the other’s bed, where the rival perfects the lover’s imperfections.
Djuna Barnes— Ch. 5 : Watchman, What of the Night?
The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit; for like as herbs and trees bring forth fruit and flourish in May, in likewise every lusty heart that is in any manner a lover, springeth and flourisheth in lusty deeds. For it giveth unto all lovers courage, that lusty month of May.
thomas malory— Le Morte d'Arthur (c. 1469), Book XVIII, ch. 25
All her lovers have passed, her beautiful lovers have passed,The young and eager men that fought for her arrogant hand,And the only voice which endures to mourn for her at the lastIs the voice of the lonely land.
vita sackville-west— "Mariana In The North"
Oh, we have had great lovers that we followed to the pyre; Our boasts out-do the Sabine girls the Mosque of St. Sophia. And we are very sure of ours, for when a city falls, They seize us and they love us and they hurl us from the walls.
nathalia crane— "Our Lovers"
We that are true lovers run into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly.
— Act II, scene 4, lines 53-56.
Fathers, be good to your daughters, Daughters will love like you do, Girls become lovers who turn into mothers, So mothers be good to your daughters too.
john mayer— "Daughters" (2003)
Fool, not to know that love endures no tie, And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.
john dryden— Palamon and Arcite, book ii, line 758.
There may be dead ground in between; and I may not have got The knack of judging a distance; I will only venture A guess that perhaps between me and the apparent lovers, (Who, incidentally, appear by now to have finished,) At seven o'clock from the houses, is roughly a distance Of about one year and a half.
Henry Reed— 1946 Lessons of theWar, pt.2,'Judging Distances'.
Dear, why should you command me to my rest,When now the night doth summon all to sleep?Methinks this time becometh lovers best;Night was ordain'd together friends to keep.
Michael Drayton— Idea's Mirror (1594), Sonnet XXXVII.
I consider as lovers of books not those who keep their books hidden in their store-chests and never handle them, but those who, by nightly as well as daily use thumb them, batter them, wear them out, who fill out all the margins with annotations of many kinds, and who prefer the marks of a fault they have erased to a neat copy full of faults.
— Letter to an unidentified friend (1489), as translated in Collected Works of Erasmus (1974), p. 114
When we love others, we naturally want to talk about them, we want to show them off, like emotional trophies. We invest them with a power to do to others what they do to us; a vain hope, as the lovers of others are rarely of much interest to us. But we listen in patience, as friends must, and as Isabel now did, refraining from comment, other than to encourage the release of the story and the attendant confession of human frailty and hope.
alexander mccall smith— Friends, Lovers, Chocolate, chapter 5
Two lovers kissing amongst the screams of midnight,Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude.
paul weller— That's Entertainment
When I left they were sleeping, I hope you run into them soon. Don't turn on the lights, you can read their address by the moon. And you won't make me jealous if I hear that they sweetened your night: We weren't lovers like that and besides it would still be all right.
leonard cohen— "Sisters of Mercy"
Then all you lovers have good heed Vex not young Love in word or deed: Love never leaves an unpaid debt, He will not pardon nor forget.
robert graves— "Advice To Lovers"
The lovers, appearing happy, walk, holding hands. Though it appears everything is perfect, only they know the truth.
ayumi hamasaki— Appears
Well morning came, and it dressed the sky in a lovely yellow gown. Shopping malls are opening in that narrow hallway of downtown, filled with people who are shopping for their lovers and their friends, singing "I won't ever be lonely again"
conor oberst— I Won't Ever be Happy Again
Animal lovers often tend to be misanthropes or loners, and so they transfer their affection to the creature in their control.
paul theroux— Living With Geese, Smithsonian Magazine (December 2006)
Sublime tobacco! which from east to west, Cheers the tar's labour or the Turkman's rest; Which on the Moslem's ottoman divides His hours, and rivals opium and his brides; Magnificent in Stamboul, but less grand, Though not less loved, in Wapping or the Strand: Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe, When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe; Like other charmers wooing the caress, More dazzlingly when daring in full dress; Yet thy true lovers more admire by far Thy naked beauties Give me a cigar!
lord byron— Lord Byron, The Island, Canto II, Stanza 19.
Is not old wine wholesomest, old pippins toothsomest, old wood burn brightest, old linen wash whitest? Old soldiers, sweethearts, are surest, and old lovers are soundest.
— Westward Hoe, Act II, scene ii. See also Wine, Friendship.
The anger of lovers renews the strength of love.
— Maxim 24. (Sentences)
Very good orators, when they are out, they will spit; and for lovers, lacking (God warn us!) matter, the cleanliest shift is to kiss.
— Rosalind, Sc. i
lovers lying two and twoAsk not whom they sleep beside,And the bridegroom all night throughNever turns him to the bride.
a. e. housman— No. 12, st. 4.
lovers come and go, the river roll, roll, roll.
robert hunter— "Brokedown Palace"
You talk no more of that gay nation now,Where men adore their wives, and woman's powerDraws reverence from a polished people's softness,Their husbands' equals, and their lovers' queens;Free without scandal; wise without restraint;Their virtue due to nature, not to fear.
aaron hill— Selima, Act I, Sc. 1.
