Inspirational Romantic love quotes

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No sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds.
William Shakespeare

How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, Like softest music to attending ears!
W.Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!
W.Shakespeare, Othello

God gives us love. Something to love he lends us; but, when love is grown to ripeness, that on which it throve falls off, and love is left alone.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of the great sun what is light;
Ask what is darkness of the night;
Ask sin of what may be forgiven;
Ask what is happiness of heaven;
Ask what is folly of the crowd;
Ask what is fashion of the shroud;
Ask what is sweetness of thy kiss;
Ask of thyself what beauty is.
Philip James Bailey, Festus

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Love quote by William Shakespeare

Pino Daeni painting

Mine ear is much enamoured of thy note;
So is mine eye enthrallèd to thy shape;
And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move me
On the first view to say, to swear, I love thee.
William Shakespeare

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SONNET 17 by William Shakespeare

SONNET 17
William Shakespeare

Who will believe my verse in time to come,
If it were fill'd with your most high deserts?
Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb
Which hides your life and shows not half your parts.
If I could write the beauty of your eyes
And in fresh numbers number all your graces,
The age to come would say 'This poet lies:
Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'
So should my papers yellow'd with their age
Be scorn'd like old men of less truth than tongue,
And your true rights be term'd a poet's rage
And stretched metre of an antique song:
But were some child of yours alive that time,
You should live twice; in it and in my rhyme.

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