George Saunders Quotes

Love is probably the strongest emotion that you can feel. It's very natural - and I wouldn't want to say easy - but natural and comfortable to write about, and there's so many different forms of it, millions of layers - you could write forever about it.

Love can never be fully explained.

Sex is funny and love is serious.

Smiles are the language of love.

We sing songs about love because we love the people we sing our songs to!

I love deeply, and when it comes to singing love songs and something that I have no problem doing, I put all of my heart and soul into these love songs. I know my fans out there are listening, taking these songs to heart. Like I say, they're relating these songs to their lives, too, and their relationships.

The reason I wrote 'You Suck' was that I so enjoyed spending time with Tommy and Jody.

Love may be or it may not, but where it is, it ought to reveal itself in its immensity.

Even when I begin with a situation that's basically funny or sad, I like to keep poking around in it. I like to get into the middle of a relationship, to explore the subtle places.

It's hard to talk about love because most of the time, we have no idea what we're talking about.

It is impossible to tell you what is consisted in the act of love.

Love songs are the most complex to write because everyone knows about it.

Words have no language which can utter the secrets of love; and beyond the limits of expression is the expounding of desire.

Love: A term which has no meaning if defined.

Love was that way. You could not render it in black or white. It always came down to the strange, blended shades of grey.

I don't think you can define love.

How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way up and down?

Moods are complicated and very much a part of who we are. People would be very boring without them.

Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh.

My songs always speak of love, that's the way I like them.

I sing a lot about love.

Kisses, even to the air, are beautiful.

Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and, most easily of all, the gate of fear.

It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words.

Love and a cough cannot be hid.