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Forbidden Love Quotes Biography
Two hearts joined In the fate of love Two hearts break In the wings of a dove One heart still loves Still hopes, Still dreams One heart hurts One heart Screams The heart that loves Still hopes, Still dreams That's my heart Torn at the seams The heart that hurts The one that screams That's his heart Torn at the seams Two hearts lost A beloved lil dream The hurt the pain A never ending dream One heart still loves Still hopes, Still dreams To one day fix his and sew up the seams But one heart still hurts Still cries, Still screams That's his heart With no more dreams A heart confused A heart in pain That's his heart A heart with no gain Two hearts broken Ripped at the seams But two hearts Joined Forever in their dreams My heart hopes That his heart sees The love we share Was meant to be My heart waits For his to return My heart and his were meant to be..
Oh heart, oh heart, why must you beat? Oh heart, oh heart, why must you weap? Oh heart, oh heart, why must you hide? Oh heart, oh heart, what lies inside? Oh heart, oh heart, why must you cry? Oh heart, oh heart, why do you despise? Oh heart, oh heart, why are you weak? Oh heart, oh heart, why can't you speak? Oh heart, oh heart, why must you burn? Oh heart, oh heart, why can't you learn? Oh heart, oh heart, what went wrong? Oh, heart, oh heart, can't you be strong? Oh heart, oh heart, why are you blue? Oh heart, oh heart, where are you?
Love is the master of our lives,
And, e'en though happy subjects we,
We're governed by his scepter strong
Through time and through eternity.
ARDELIA COTTON BARTON, "Love's Melody"
Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands;
Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands.
Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might;
Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
ALFRED TENNYSON, Locksley Hall
It is a wonderful subduer, this need of love--this hunger of the heart--as peremptory as that other hunger by which Nature forces us to submit to the yoke, and change the face of the world.
GEORGE ELIOT, The Mill on the Floss
Love--what a volume in a word, an ocean in a tear,
A seventh heaven in a glance, a whirlwind in a sigh,
The lightning in a touch, a millennium in a moment,
What concentrated joy or woe in blest or blighted love!
For it is that native poetry springing up indigenous to Mind,
The heart's own-country music thrilling all its chords,
The story without an end that angels throng to hear,
The word, the king of words, carved on Jehovah's heart!
MARTIN FARQUHAR TUPPER, Proverbial Philosophy
Only love heals. Anger, guilt, and fear can only destroy.
ALYSON NOËL, Evermore
Perfect love has a breath of poetry which can exalt the relations of the least-instructed human beings.
GEORGE ELIOT, Silas Marner
We often weep beneath Love's cross,
But when she calls we her obey.
ARDELIA COTTON BARTON, "Love's Guide-Board"
We all have the seeds of love in us.We can develop this wonderful source of energy, nurturing the unconditional love that does not expect anything in return.
THICH NHAT HANH, Teachings on Love
Among all the many kinds of first love, that which begins in childish companionship is the strongest and most enduring: when passion comes to unite its force to long affection, love is at its spring-tide.
GEORGE ELIOT, Mr. Gilfil's Love Story
Love speaks a language most sublime,
Its idioms known in every clime.
ARDELIA COTTON BARTON, "Love's Language"
That adoration which a young man gives to a woman whom he feels to be greater and better than himself, is hardly distinguishable from religious feeling. What deep and worthy love is so? whether of woman or child, or art or music. Our caresses, our tender words, our still rapture under the influence of autumn sunsets, or pillared vistas, or calm majestic statues, or Beethoven symphonies, all bring with them the consciousness that they are mere waves and ripples in an unfathomable ocean of love and beauty; our emotion in its keenest moment passes from expression into silence, our love at its highest flood rushes beyond its object, and loses itself in the sense of divine mystery.
Forbidden Love Quotes Biography
Two hearts joined In the fate of love Two hearts break In the wings of a dove One heart still loves Still hopes, Still dreams One heart hurts One heart Screams The heart that loves Still hopes, Still dreams That's my heart Torn at the seams The heart that hurts The one that screams That's his heart Torn at the seams Two hearts lost A beloved lil dream The hurt the pain A never ending dream One heart still loves Still hopes, Still dreams To one day fix his and sew up the seams But one heart still hurts Still cries, Still screams That's his heart With no more dreams A heart confused A heart in pain That's his heart A heart with no gain Two hearts broken Ripped at the seams But two hearts Joined Forever in their dreams My heart hopes That his heart sees The love we share Was meant to be My heart waits For his to return My heart and his were meant to be..
Oh heart, oh heart, why must you beat? Oh heart, oh heart, why must you weap? Oh heart, oh heart, why must you hide? Oh heart, oh heart, what lies inside? Oh heart, oh heart, why must you cry? Oh heart, oh heart, why do you despise? Oh heart, oh heart, why are you weak? Oh heart, oh heart, why can't you speak? Oh heart, oh heart, why must you burn? Oh heart, oh heart, why can't you learn? Oh heart, oh heart, what went wrong? Oh, heart, oh heart, can't you be strong? Oh heart, oh heart, why are you blue? Oh heart, oh heart, where are you?
Love is the master of our lives,
And, e'en though happy subjects we,
We're governed by his scepter strong
Through time and through eternity.
ARDELIA COTTON BARTON, "Love's Melody"
Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands;
Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands.
Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might;
Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
ALFRED TENNYSON, Locksley Hall
It is a wonderful subduer, this need of love--this hunger of the heart--as peremptory as that other hunger by which Nature forces us to submit to the yoke, and change the face of the world.
GEORGE ELIOT, The Mill on the Floss
Love--what a volume in a word, an ocean in a tear,
A seventh heaven in a glance, a whirlwind in a sigh,
The lightning in a touch, a millennium in a moment,
What concentrated joy or woe in blest or blighted love!
For it is that native poetry springing up indigenous to Mind,
The heart's own-country music thrilling all its chords,
The story without an end that angels throng to hear,
The word, the king of words, carved on Jehovah's heart!
MARTIN FARQUHAR TUPPER, Proverbial Philosophy
Only love heals. Anger, guilt, and fear can only destroy.
ALYSON NOËL, Evermore
Perfect love has a breath of poetry which can exalt the relations of the least-instructed human beings.
GEORGE ELIOT, Silas Marner
We often weep beneath Love's cross,
But when she calls we her obey.
ARDELIA COTTON BARTON, "Love's Guide-Board"
We all have the seeds of love in us.We can develop this wonderful source of energy, nurturing the unconditional love that does not expect anything in return.
THICH NHAT HANH, Teachings on Love
Among all the many kinds of first love, that which begins in childish companionship is the strongest and most enduring: when passion comes to unite its force to long affection, love is at its spring-tide.
GEORGE ELIOT, Mr. Gilfil's Love Story
Love speaks a language most sublime,
Its idioms known in every clime.
ARDELIA COTTON BARTON, "Love's Language"
That adoration which a young man gives to a woman whom he feels to be greater and better than himself, is hardly distinguishable from religious feeling. What deep and worthy love is so? whether of woman or child, or art or music. Our caresses, our tender words, our still rapture under the influence of autumn sunsets, or pillared vistas, or calm majestic statues, or Beethoven symphonies, all bring with them the consciousness that they are mere waves and ripples in an unfathomable ocean of love and beauty; our emotion in its keenest moment passes from expression into silence, our love at its highest flood rushes beyond its object, and loses itself in the sense of divine mystery.
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