Love's Impact Quotes

Love - bittersweet, irrepressible - loosens my limbs and I tremble.

My grandfather died when I was 12, but I remember the sorrow of my mother. Even now, she's an old lady, but when she speaks about her father, she looks young. A love like that is undefeated, you know?

'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame: it wounds one, another it kills: like lightning it begins and ends in the same moment: it makes that fort yield at night which it besieged but in the morning; for there is no force able to resist it.

We become like that which we love. If we love what is base, we become base; but if we love what is noble, we become noble.

Goodbye, Hari, my love. Remember always--all you did for me.” -I did nothing for you.” -You loved me and your love made me--human.

Yet this perhaps is what love does, or the memory of it; it sucks the life from the living, glorying body and leaves it, when love has gone, a shred, a simulacrum - dross, to be swept up from the factory floor, pitiful and dusty, useless... Do all men and women feel love before they die? This force, this source of light, that lies before the sun; glances off mountains and lakes, blinding and dazzling, on a Sunday afternoon; so brilliant you have to guard your soul, fold your arms to shield your heart from the very memory of it.

Love: woman's eternal spring and man's eternal fall.

But love was strange. It distorted your perspective and played havoc with your logic.

Every true love and friendship is a story of unexpected transformation. If we are the same person before and after we loved, that means we haven't loved enough.

The heart that once has been bathed in love's pure fountain retains the pulse of youth forever.

Yes,” said Mamma, “this is the worst of life, that love does not give us common sense but is a sure way of losing it. We love people, and we say that we are going to do more for them than friendship, but it makes such fools of us that we do far less, indeed sometimes what we do could be mistaken for the work of hatred.

Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.

I still believe that love is the most powerful force in the world, even though I am yet to experience it fully.

Love has no great influences upon the sum of life.

Never durst poet touch a pen to write Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs.

Love denied blights the soul we owe to God.

I had no choice. Love does funny things to people.

Love is a force more formidable than any other. It is invisible - it cannot be seen or measured, yet it is powerful enough to transform you in a moment, and offer you more joy than any material possession could.

Six foot six he stood on the ground He weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds But I saw that giant of a man brought down To his knees by love

The truth is that you can divide your heart in all sorts of interesting ways - a little here, a little there, most banked at home, some of it coined out for a flutter. But love cleaves through the mind's mathematics. Love's lengthways splits the heart in two - the heart where you are, the heart where you want to be. How will you heal your heart when love has split it in two?

Love, in the sense of spontaneous, unreflective action, spells the death of the old man.

The wounds invisible that Love's keen arrows make.

Sometimes love not only lifts you to the ceiling, it also keeps your eyes there.