Lisa Unger Quotes

Oh, what is young love! The urge of the race. A blaze that ends in babies or ashes.

Those who live passionately teach us how to love. Those who love passionately teach us how to live.

What is love without passion? - A garden without flowers, a hat without feathers, tobogganing without snow.

Love is every bit as violent and dangerous as murder.

Of all the violent passions, the one that becomes a woman best is love.

Passion's a good, stupid horse that will pull the plough six days a week if you give him the run of his heels on Sundays. But love's a nervous, awkward, over-mastering brute; if you can't rein him, it's best to have no truck with him.

Nobody is quite so blase and sophisticated as a boy of nineteen who is just recovering from a baby grand passion

My idea is this, that when you only love a little you're naturally not jealous — or are only jealous also a little, so that it doesn't matter. But when you love in a deeper and intenser way, then you're in the very same proportion jealous; your jealousy has intensity and, no doubt, ferocity.

The anger of lovers renews the strength of love.

Filled with her love, may I be rather grown Mad with much heart, than idiot with none.

But how did you come burning down like a wild needle, knowing just where my heart was?

Moderate sorrow Fits vulgar love, and for a vulgar man: But I have lov'd with such transcendent passion, I soar'd, at first, quite out of reason's view, And now am lost above it.

Were all first loves like that? Somehow she doubted it; even now it struck her as being more real than anything she'd ever known. Sometimes it saddened her to think that she'd never experience that kind of feeling again, but then life had a way of stamping out that intensity of passion; she'd learned all too well that love wasn't always enough.

The passionate heart of the poet is whirled into folly and vice.

But I was a pure romantic, and only operating with half my burners turned on.

You used to say. "Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness." Madness doubled is marriage I added when the caustic was cool, not intending to produce a golden rule.

I often get myself in love trouble because I'm so passionate; I love so much and so deep.

Love, the simplest, strongest, and most unforgiving of all emotions.

A real flame of love is a subtle thing. It burns as a will-o'-the-wisp, dancing onward to fairy lands of delight. It roars as a furnace. Too often jealousy is the quality upon which it feeds.

L'absence diminue les mediocres passions, et augmente les grandes,comme le vent eteint les bougies, et allume le feu. Absence diminishes commonplace passions, and increases great ones, as wind extinguishes candles and kindles fire.

We set down feasts for each other and treated our love with tongues of fire. Our bodies were fields of wonder to us.

Now you know how much my love for you burns deep in me when I forget about our emptiness, and deal with shadows as with solid things.

There is always some madness in love.