Jon Anderson Quotes

Love is blind; couch not his eyes.

I think love is blind. I hate to use that cliched statement, but people, when they love somebody, they seem to be able to somehow to put aside red flags.

You know what they say - love is blind.

Love's for fools wise enough to take a chance.

It has been said that love robs those who have it of their wit, and gives it to those who have none.

In love we are all fools alike.

Almost everybody's happy to be a fool for love.

The man that thinks he loves his mistress for her own sake is mightily mistaken.

She's so in love with me, she doesn't know anything. That's why she's in love with me.

I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me- who knows how? To thy chamber-window, Sweet!

Love makes a good eye squint.

You can't be wise and in love at the same time.

To be sure you know no actual good of me, but nobody thinks of that when they fall in love.

Tell me then, does love make one a fool or do only fools fall in love?

So I guess I'm a fool, I'm a fool in love. But I'm willing to stay here, and bask in the glory of his heart.

love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit

Love sees clearly, and seeing, loves on. But infatuation is blind; when it gains sight, it dies.

And therefore is love said to be a child, Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd

Love is blind, you just see bright light

Love is blind, but desire just doesn't give a good goddamn

Something in your eyes captured my soul, and every night I see you in my dreams. You're all I know. I can't let go.

You the one that I dream about all day. You the one that I think about always. You are the one so I make sure I behave! My love is your love, your love is my love.

Kevin stopped where he was and stood there simply gazing at her. Molly sat cross-legged in the meadow with the sun shining on her bare shoulders and a pair of yellow butterflies fluttering like hair bows around her head. She was all the dreams he'd lost at dawn-dreams of everything he hadn't understood he needed until now. She was his playmate, his confidante, the lover who made his blood rush. She was the mother of his children and the companion of his old age. She was the joy of his heart.

And thus love makes fools of us all.

When you love someone, you don't see parts of him you don't like.