I'm not interested in being a "lover." I'm interested in only being love.
Animal lovers often tend to be misanthropes or loners, and so they transfer their affection to the creature in their control.
Lovers and madmen have such seething brains Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends.
One principle is the universality of freedom. I'm a freedom lover.
We delight to praise what we enjoy because the praise not merely expresses but completes the enjoyment; it is its appointed consummation. It is not out of compliment that lovers keep on telling one another how beautiful they are; the delight is incomplete till it is expressed.
Ye gods, annihilate but space and time, And make two lovers happy.
All lovers live by longing, and endure: Summon a vision and declare it pure.
Everybody has haters and lovers. That's what life is all about.
The music was my friend, my lover, my family.
True debauchery is liberating because it creates no obligations. In it you possess only yourself, hence it remains the favorite pastime of the great lovers of their own person.
The lover is drawn by the thing loved, as the sense is by that which it perceives.
I am no lover of disorder and doubt as such. Rather do I fear to lose truth by this pretension to possess it already wholly.
I never lie," I said offhand. "At least not to those I don't love.
Radical Islam and US exceptionalism are in bed with each other. They're like lovers, methinks.
A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.
I was always a lover of soft-winged things.
Lovers know what they want, but not what they need.
I'm a lover, not a fighter. No battles for me.
You smile upon your friend to-day, To-day his ills are over; You hearken to the lover's say, And happy is the lover. 'Tis late to hearken, late to smile, But better late than never: I shall have lived a little while Before I die for ever.
I'm a recovering undercover over-lover.
I know that I'm the happiest of lovers.
Loneliness becomes a lover, solitude a darling sin.
Everyone sleeps, except lovers, who stay awake, telling stories to God
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
Love is responsibility of an I for a You: in this consists what cannot consist in any feeling - the equality of all lovers.
