Famous Quotes & Sayings

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The passion you forbade my lips to utter Will not be silenced. You must hear it in The sullen thunders when they roll and mutter: And when the tempest nears, with wail and din, I know your calm forgetfulness is broken, And to your heart you whisper, "He has spoken."

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love lights more fire than hate extinguishes.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

There is nothing ridiculous in love.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

And so for me there is no sting of death, And so the grave has lost its victory. It is but crossing-with abated breath And white, set face-a little strip of sea To find the loved ones waiting on the shore, More beautiful, more precious than before.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

While forced to dwell apart from thy dear face, Love, robed like sorrow, led me by the hand And taught my doubting heart to understand That which has puzzled all the human race...

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

O skies, be calm! O winds, blow free - Blow all my ships safe home to me! But if thou sendest some a-wrack, To never more come sailing back, Send any - all that skim the sea, But bring my love-ship home to me.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Let us clear a little space, And make Love a burial-place. He is dead, dear, as you see, And he wearies you and me.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Yes, I have dreams. I ofttimes dream of Love As radiant and brilliant as a star. As changeless, too, as that fixed light afar Which glorifies vast worlds of space above...

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

But now I know that there is no killing A thing like Love, for it laughs at Death. There is no hushing, there is no stilling That which is part of your life and breath. You may bury it deep, and leave behind you The land, the people that knew your slain; It will push the sods from its grave, and find you On wastes of water or desert plain.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love is as bitter as the dregs of sin, As sweet as clover-honey in its cell; Love is the password whereby souls get in To Heaven--the gate that leads, sometimes, to Hell.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love is the impulse which directs the world, And all things know it and obey its power. Man, in the maelstrom of his passions whirled; The bee that takes the pollen to the flower; The earth, uplifting her bare, pulsing breast To fervent kisses of the amorous sun;-- Each but obeys creative Love's behest, Which everywhere instinctively is done.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love is the crown that glorifies; the curse That brands and burdens; it is life and death. It is the great law of the universe; And nothing can exist without its breath.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Oh! I know this truth, if I know no other, That passionate Love is Pain's own mother.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love is a spy who is plotting treason, In league with that warm, red rebel, the Heart.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

How does Love speak? In the faint flush upon the telltale cheek, And in the pallor that succeeds it; by The quivering lid of an averted eye-- The smile that proves the parent to a sigh Thus doth Love speak.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love is the centre and circumference; The cause and aim of all things--'tis the key To joy and sorrow, and the recompense For all the ills that have been, or may be.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love is the only thing that pays for birth, Or makes death welcome. Oh, dear God above This beautiful but sad, perplexing earth, Pity the hearts that know--or know not--Love!

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The loves of men but vary in degrees-- They find no new expression for the flame.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love much. Earth has enough of bitter in it.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon the sand.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love gives us copious potions of delight, Of pain and ecstasy, and peace and care; Love leads us upward, to the mountain height, And, like an angel, stands beside us there; Then thrusts us, demon-like, in some abyss: Where, in the darkness of despair, we grope, Till, suddenly, Love greets us with a kiss And guides us back to flowery fields of hope.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

It has ever been since time began, and ever will be, till time lose breath, that love is a mood - no more - to man, and love to a woman is life or death.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

It stands in the light transfigured, It speaks from the heights above, "Each Soul Is Its Own Redeemer; There Is No Law But Love."

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In the long run all love is paid by love, Though undervalued by the hosts of earth; The great eternal Government above Keeps strict account and will redeem its worth. Give thy love freely; do not count the cost; So beautiful a thing was never lost In the long run.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Thou canst not force my soul to wish thee ill, That is the only evil that can kill.

Francois de La Rochefoucauld

Love is to the soul of him who loves, what the soul is to the body which it animates.

Francois de La Rochefoucauld

Constancy in love ... is only inconstancy confined to one object.

Francois de La Rochefoucauld

In friendship as well as love, ignorance very often contributes more to our happiness than knowledge.

Francois de La Rochefoucauld

If we are to judge of love by its consequences, it more nearly resembles hatred than friendship.

Francois de La Rochefoucauld

One can find women who have never had one love affair, but it is rare indeed to find any who have had only one.

Francois de La Rochefoucauld

It is with true love as it is with ghosts; everyone talks about it, but few have seen it.

Francois de La Rochefoucauld

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

Francois de La Rochefoucauld

The smallest fault of women who give themselves up to love is to love.