Ella Wheeler Wilcox Quotes

Oh, what lies there are in kisses.

What's a better foundation for drama? You have power, you have ambition, you have sex... that's the stuff of drama.

One must commit acts of the highest treason only when dressed in the most resplendent finery.

Love is a robber and he lives within your eyes.

The Mask "Put off that mask of burning gold With emerald eyes." "O no, my dear, you make so bold To find if hearts be wild and wise, And yet not cold." "I would but find what's there to find, Love or deceit." "It was the mask engaged your mind, And after set your heart to beat, Not what's behind." "But lest you are my enemy, I must enquire." "O no, my dear, let all that be, What matter, so there is but fire In you, in me?"

Rebellion cannot exist without a strange form of love.

I've laid down with love and woke up with lies. What's it all, worth only the heart can measure.

The pirate he will sink you with a kiss, he'll steal your heart and sail away.

Ask me no reason why I love you; for though Love use Reason for his physician, he admits him not for his counsellor.

Love is not love if it is compelled by reason and driven by logic - love exists in spite of those things, not because of them. It is a emotion which needs no fuel to fire it or oxygen to feed it; if you have to look for the why, then stop looking; it was never there at all.

...the heart is an organ of fire.

There are two kinds of music. One comes from the strings of a guitar, the other from the strings of the heart. One sound comes from a chamber orchestra, the other from the beating of the heart's chamber. One comes from an instrument of graphite and wood, the other from an organ of flesh and blood. This loftier music I speak of tonight is more pleasing than the notes of the most gifted composers, more moving than a marching band, more harmonious than a thousand voices joined in hymn and more powerful than all the world's percussion instruments combined. That sweet sound of love.

With love, there are no rules. The heart decides and what it decides is all that really matters.

Deception is a sort of seduction. In love and war, adultery and espionage, deceit can only succeed if the deceived party is willing, in some way, to be deceived.

I love her and that's the beginning and end of everything.

Reason is 6/7 of treason.

Wherever your heart rests There I will live and be blessed I've tried to line up the things I Needed to say but now my feelings just Tumble from me. I am half foolish, Half drunk with wanting you With wanting to take your hand And leap into the darkness of whatever Life will bring. Love makes me Brave and without love I'm made Nothing.

Music, it requires more than brawn. It requires a lot of heart. You gotta put love in there.

What lies lurk in kisses.

Every lover is, in his heart, a madman, and, in his head, a minstrel.

Love it, love it and the beat and beating heart, love that too. More than eyes or feet. More than lungs that have yet to draw free air. More than your life-holding womb and your life-giving private parts, hear me now, love your heart. For this is the prize.

Hearts don’t realize they’ve been lied to. They still love anyway.

I know of no better definition of love than the one given by Proust - Love is space and time measured by the heart.

Leaden trumpets spit the soot of power they say"I'm on your side when nobody is, cause nobody is.Come sit right here and sleep while I slip poison in your ear