Samuel Beckett Quotes

My true love hath my heart, and I have his

Take it and return it: the kiss of love.

Could you be loved and be loved?

A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.

I think Elvis loved his fans - I think that's why they loved him and still love him. Fans are very conscious and sensitive to the fact that performers love them.

No one is a friend to his friend who does not love in return.

So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by thee.

There's only one thing that everyone in this world has in common: whether you want to love somebody and you want to be loved in return.

Love is a mutual self-giving which ends in self-recovery.

I am a lover for sure. I love to be loved.

I just want to love and be loved.

People who can't kiss had everything given to them.

If only the strength of the love that people feel when it is reciprocated could be as intense and obsessive as the love we feel when it is not; then marriages would be truly made in heaven.

When you meet someone you love, whether or not they love you back, something occurs in you that makes you want to improve yourself.

It's not often talked about what a wonderful feeling it is to see someone that you care about love and be loved.

Nothing's more important than who you love and who loves you back.

I figured I couldn't love you as much as I do, without you feeling something for me too.

.."I don't even know her yet..but if she could see me right now, I'd want her to know that I love her.." ~E.L.~

A man becomes a friend whenever being loved he loves in return.

Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.

And without understanding, could each properly love the other?

I miss you when you’re not there. When you’re happy, it makes me happy. But I could say the same thing about Charlie, Jacob. You’re family. I love you, but I’m not in love with you.

Lovers do all the talking and writing. What are the Beloveds thinking?

All love will, one day, meet with its return. All true love will, one day, behold its own image in the eyes of the beloved, and be humbly glad.