John Steinbeck Quotes

It is a beautiful trait in the lover's character, that they think no evil of the object loved.

Faults are beauties in a lover's eye.

Romantic love is mental illness. But it's a pleasurable one. It's a drug. It distorts reality, and that's the point of it. It would be impossible to fall in love with someone that you really saw.

Trust me: not everyone is on the Adriane Lenox bandwagon. I'm not stupid enough to think that.

Act of Faith

By nature, I tended to trust people and was typically open and transparent... But such transparency would go astray when others saw us out of context or when I gave trust to those few who were unworthy of it.

I reject all evidence that my fabulous beloved is an ordinary person who worries, watches TV, and has bouts of indigestion.

You would be surprised at the lengths you will go to believe the best about someone if you truly love him

Love is an affair of credulity.

To be sure you know no actual good of me, but nobody thinks of that when they fall in love.

A woman filled with faith in the one she loves is the creation of a novelist's imagination.

If you were blind you would hardly have fallen in love in the first place. But now, do you truly wish to see the beloved in the cold clarity of the visual apparatus? It may be in your better interest to throw a veil over the gaze, so as to keep her alive in her archetypal, goddesslike form.

I never, even for a moment, doubted what they’d told me. This is why it is that adults and even parents can, unwittingly, be cruel: they cannot imagine doubt’s complete absence. They have forgotten.

I loved something I made up, something that's just as dead as Melly is. I made a pretty suit of clothes and fell in love with it. And when Ashley came riding along, so handsome, so different, I put that suit on him and made him wear it whether it fitted him or not. And I wouldn't see what he really was. I kept on loving the pretty clothes—and not him at all.

I read and I read; and I was like a medieval king, I had fallen in love with the picture long before I saw the reality.

They say that when you’re really in love, the world becomes gossamer and gorgeous, but in my experience the world gets grimy, and the love object is in stark relief from the surroundings. This is love, a pretty thing on an ugly street.

Love believes all things and yet is never deceived.

Love's blindness consists oftener in seeing what is not there than in seeing what is.

He always seemed to women different from what he was, and they loved in him not himself, but the man created by their imagination, whom they had been eagerly seeking all their lives; and afterwards, when they noticed their mistake, they loved him all the same.

The person who is "in-love" has the ilusion that his beloved is perfect.

He loves not who does not see the faults of the beloved as virtues.

No woman allows her lover to descend from his pedestal. Even a god is not forgiven the slightest pettiness.

All people are most credulous when they are most happy.

Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way.

When you love someone, you don't see parts of him you don't like.