Love poems
Music, When Soft Voices Die
by Percy Bysshe Shelleyk
Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory --
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken
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Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heap'd for the beloved's bed;
And so thy thoughts when thou are gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.
Citate de dragoste
- 'I love you - those three words have my life in them.'
~ Alexandrea to Nicholas III - 'Bitterness imprisons life; love releases it. Bitterness paralyzes life; love empowers it. Bitterness sours life; love sweetens it. Bitterness sickens life; love heals it. Bitterness blinds life; love anoints its eyes.'
~ Harry Emerson Fosdick - 'The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference.'
~ Elie Wiesel