Freya Stark Quotes

Every little girl knows about love. It is only her capacity to suffer because of it that increases.

Real love will take you far beyond yourself;and therefore real love will devastate you.

Love! Beyond measure — beyond death — it nearly kills. But one wouldn't have been without it.

Great love, you believe, carries the seeds of great sorrow. Well, perhaps you are right. Perhaps the wise spurn one to remain safe from the other, but I should rather choose to have my eyes burnt in their sockets than to have been born without.

My beautiful wife is dead. She meant everything to me. Her laughter, her tears and her joy will remain with me the rest of my life.

The big relationships you make in your life are with those that you love and if things do go wrong then it's a source of great pain and that lasts.

To believe in love, to be ready to give up anything for it, to be willing to risk your life for it, is the ultimate tragedy.

Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.

Love hurts more than hate.

True love makes the thought of death frequent, easy, without terrors; it merely becomes the standard of comparison, the price one would pay for many things.

July 13, 1954 was the most tragic day of my life. I had lost my beloved Frida forever. To late now I realized that the most wonderful part of my life had been my love for Frida.

I think there's always a bit of pain in everything that's ecstatic - relationships and love, they always come with pain.

There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love.

I think you have to pay for love with bitter tears.

Love always, in one way or another, means pain as well as joy.

Love is the funeral of hearts.

How can you be in hell while you are in my heart?

Pain is love.

Love hurts, love scars, love wounds, and mars.

There is no love without loss. It’s a package deal.

Since time immemorial we've explored these ideas of tragedy, the things people do for love, the great weight that occurs when love is taken away and the great length and the heroism that people will exhibit to fight for the ones that they love.

D'ye think I don't know?" he asked softly. "It's me that has the easy part now. For if ye feel for me as I do for you-then I'm asking you to tear out your heart and live without it.

Even going to jail would be easy compared to losing you.

Because love was not the answer to every question. Because real love meant sacrifice. Sometimes love means letting go.

We get divorce, we get conned, someone we love dies, or we can't find anybody to love us or somebody breaks our heart and we realize this fairy tale ain't fair. So we suffer.