Leigh Hunt Quotes

Affection, like melancholy, magnifies trifles.

When our emotions are engaged, we often have trouble seeing things as they are.

Nothing vivifies, and nothing kills, like the emotions.

Love and fear. Everything the father of a family says must inspire one or the other.

Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.

I think we have a creative impulse where suffering can magnify our work, but so can joy. You can be in love and write the greatest love song ever. Sometimes I think too much suffering makes it difficult to do one's work.

I like to say that whatever love was for you at that time, then you had it.

Howard really is romantic.

Love makes you see a place differently, just as you hold differently an object that belongs to someone you love. If you know one landscape well, you will look at all other landscapes differently. And if you learn to love one place, sometimes you can also learn to love another.

Tris," he says. "What did they do to you? You're acting like a lunatic." "That's not very nice of you to say," I say. "They put me in a good mood, that's all. And now I really want to kiss you, so if you could just relax-

Love in your mind produces love in your life. This is the meaning of Heaven. Fear in your mind produces fear in your life. This is the meaning of hell.

I had no choice. Love does funny things to people.

Love is a positive effect. Love can never have a negative effect, only a positive effect. That would be the revelation of love. If you have a question of whether this is love, think about the effect.

Reason works better when emotions are present; the person sees sharper and more accurately when his emotions are engaged.

You say love is just a four letter word.

When we hate someone we make them more powerfull than they are.

Love makes everything lovely; hate concentrates itself on the one thing hated.

There is no heat of affection but is joyned with some idlenesse of brain, says the Spaniard.

The principal difference between love and hate is that love is a irradiation, and hate is a concentration. Love makes everything lovely; hate concentrates itself on the object of its hatred.

All men, even the most surly are influenced by affection.

It is love alone that counts.

It was almost enough to make me feel emotion.

There were days when he touched the tip of her nose and it was enough, a miracle of plenty.

Every house we have lived in, every building to which our hands have lent their work, belongs to us by virtue of love or of regret.