Stephen Sondheim Quotes

I knew what love was supposed to be: obsession with undertones of nausea.

And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…" he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word. "What a stupid lamb," I sighed. "What a sick, masochistic lion.

I made a film called 'Bad Timing' that I thought everybody would respond to. It was about obsessive love and physical obsession. I thought this must touch everyone, from university dons down.

When you're in the throes of this romantic love, it's overwhelming - you're out of control, you're irrational, you're going to the gym at 6 A.M. every day - Why? Because she's there.

Love is jealous, and ingenious in self-torture in proportion as it is pure and intense.

You can't buy love, but you can pay heavily for it.

I think that sometimes love gets in the way of itself - you know, love interrupts itself. We want things so much that we sabotage them.

I don't think love should make you feel uneasy. When you feel sick, I don't think that's love - that's infatuation.

I didn’t care about anything except her and the way touching her drove me wild, even as her calm and steady presence soothed the storms that raged within me.

Why do we love love when love seems to hate us?

He was in love, and people in that condition did stupid, unfathomable things. They were all flawed, every single one.

I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

You are my angel and my damnation; in your presence I reach divine ecstasy and in your absence I descent to hell.

The pleasures of love are pains that become desirable, where sweetness and torment blend, and so love is voluntary insanity, infernal paradise, and celestial hell - in short, harmony of opposite yearnings, sorrowful laughter, soft diamond.

I love you as one loves certain dark things.

Sometimes I hate how much I love him But everyday I love him more

Of one that lov'd not wisely but too well.

Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do.

People fall in love more easily when they are already troubled by another emotion because we know that any intense emotional state greatly increases the risk of falling in love.

When a man is in love, jealous, and just whipped by the Inquisition, he is no longer himself.

Love was one of those feelings that you could never control.

I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my Fancy was afraid of it, lest it should burn me up. But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures.

I was jealous; therefore I loved.

‎"Dost thou understand? I love thee!" he cried again."What love!" said the unhappy girl with a shudder.He resumed,--"The love of a damned soul.

I love her and she loves me, and we hate each other with a wild hatred born of love.