Love poems

William Shakespeare

Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
   So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
   So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Citate de dragoste

• 'A fastidious person in the throes of love is a rich source of mirth.'
  ~ Martha Duffy
• 'Love can be understood only from the inside, as a language can be understood only someone who speaks it, as a world can be understood only someone who lives in it.'
  ~ Robert C Solomon
• 'True love cannot be found where it truly does not exist,
  Nor can it be hidden where it truly does.'
  ~ Anonymous