Ron Chernow Quotes

The love that is never to be realized will often remain a man's guiding ideal.

Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.

yearning n. and adj. At te core of this desire is the belief that everything can be perfect.

A man's ideal woman is the one he couldn't get.

I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.

Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.

The betrothed and accepted lover has lost the wildest charms of his maiden by her acceptance. She was heaven while he pursued her, but she cannot be heaven if she stoops to one such as he!

SHE is neither pink nor pale, And she never will be all mine; She learned her hands in a fairy-tale, And her mouth on a valentine. She has more hair than she needs; In the sun ’tis a woe to me! And her voice is a string of colored beads, Or steps leading into the sea. She loves me all that she can, And her ways to my ways resign; But she was not made for any man, And she never will be all mine.

Fantasy love is much better than reality love. Never doing it is very exciting. The most exciting attractions are between two opposites that never meet.

The mistake is to imagine that perfection is possible when the very idea is unthinkable.

Whoever loves above all the approach of love will never know the joy of attaining it.

I'm in pursuit of what cannot be achieved: perfection.

Equality before the law is probably forever unattainable. It is a noble ideal, but it can never be realized

It is that kind of space, that little space of longing, whether it is in something like romantic love, or whether it's in something like divine love. You know, that kind of search for something that's not quite in your grasp. It's a very powerful place to explore as an artist, because it's not necessarily sad.

The great thing about unrequited love is it's the only kind that lasts.

Sooner or later everyone was driven to love someone they could never have.

I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.

In love, 'tis no other than frantic desire for that which flies from us.

Perfection is a stick with which to beat the possible.

What if the person you were meant to be with could never be yours?

[I have] been in love with one princess or another almost all my life, and I hope I shall go on so, till I die, being firmly persuaded, that if ever I do a mean action, it must be in some interval betwixt one passion and another.

Without love in a dream it will never come true

I was as pure as the morning When I first looked on your face; I knew I never could reach you In your high, exalted place.

All my life I have dreamed of you.

Cause the sweetest kiss I ever got is the one I've never tasted