Love poems

She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways

by William Wordsworth

She dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
A maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love:

A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye!
Fair as a star-- when only one
Is shining in the sky.

She lived unknown, and few could know
When Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and, oh,
The difference to me!

Citate de dragoste

• 'Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.'
  ~ Erich Fromm
• 'To live is like to love -
  all reason is against it,
  and all healthy instinct for it.'
  ~ Samuel Butler, Life and love
• 'A fastidious person in the throes of love is a rich source of mirth.'
  ~ Martha Duffy