Gene Wolfe Quotes

I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.

But soon we shall die and all memory of those five will have left the earth, and we ourselves shall be loved for a while and forgotten. But the love will have been enough; all those impulses of love return to the love that made them. Even memory is not necessary for love. There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.

Those only can thoroughly feel the meaning of death who know what is perfect love.

My dearly beloved if I am to die today and never see the sweet face of you I want you to know that I am no great man and am lucky to have such a woman as you.

To love abundantly is to live abundantly, and to love forever is to live forever.

Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

They sin who tell us Love can die: with Life all other passions fly, all others are but vanity.

Not where I breathe, but where I love, I live; Not where I love, but where I am, I die.

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.

Love is a power greater than death, just like the songs and stories told.

The years keep coming and going, Men will arise & depart; Only one thing is immortal: The love that is in my heart.

Remember, love is all a woman has to give, but it is the only thing which God permits us to carry beyond the grave.

When people are alive they love, when they die, they keep loving. If love ends when person dies, that is not real love

Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.

I will keep faith with death in my heart... For the sake of goodness, for the sake of love, Let no man's heart be ruled by death... The only religious way to think of death is as part and parcel of life; to regard it, with the understanding and the .emotions, as the inviolable condition of life.

Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity - Unable they that love - to die For Love reforms Vitality Into Divinity.

To a Mistress Dying Lover. YOUR beauty, ripe and calm and fresh As eastern summers are, Must now, forsaking time and flesh, Add light to some small star. Philosopher. Whilst she yet lives, were stars decay'd, Their light by hers relief might find; But Death will lead her to a shade Where Love is cold and Beauty blind. Lover. Lovers, whose priests all poets are, Think every mistress, when she dies, Is changed at least into a star: And who dares doubt the poet wise? Philosopher. But ask not bodies doom'd to die To what abode they go; Since Knowledge is but Sorrow's spy, It is not safe to know.

The wise are unaffected either by death or life. These are but faces of the same coin.

If love would die along with death, this life wouldn't be so hard.

Life has to end, love doesn't.

Of all life's pleasures, only love owes no debt to death.

No longer mourn for me when I am dead than you shall hear the surly sullen bell give warning to the world that I am fled from this vile world with vilest worms to dwell: nay, if you read this line, remember not the hand that writ it, for I love you so, that I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, if thinking on me then should make you woe. O! if, I say, you look upon this verse when I perhaps compounded am with clay, do not so much as my poor name rehearse; but let your love even with my life decay; lest the wise world should look into your moan, and mock you with me after I am gone.

Infinite love is the only truth. Everything else is illusion.

The story of a love is not important-what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.