"Freedom and love go together. Love is not a reaction. If I love you because you love me, that is mere trade, a thing to be bought in the market; it is not love. To love is not to ask anything in return, not even to feel that you are giving something- and it is only such love that can know freedom."

Krishnamurti, Jiddu | Freedom | 37 bookmarks

"One does not fall in love; one grows into love, and love grows in him."

Menninger, Karl A. | Love | 40 bookmarks

"To love one child and to love all children, whether living or dead --somewhere these two loves come together. To love a no-good but humble punk and to love an honest man who believes himself to be an honest man --somewhere these, too, come together."

Duras, Marguerite | Love | 5 bookmarks

"Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship, never."

Colton, Charles Caleb | Love | 47 bookmarks

"If love means that one person absorbs the other, then no real relationship exists any more. Love evaporates; there is nothing left to love. The integrity of self is gone."

Oakley, Ann | Love | 3 bookmarks

"Life and love are life and love, a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets, and to drag in the idea of a point is to ruin everything. Live and let live, love and let love, flower and fade, and follow the natural curve, which flows on, pointless."

Lawrence, D. H. | Love | 7 bookmarks

"Love is rarer than genius itself. And friendship is rarer than love."

Peguy, Charles | Love | 8 bookmarks

"Love is moral even without legal marriage, but marriage is immoral without love."

Key, Ellen | Marriage | 6 bookmarks

"I do not love you

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

that this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep."

Neruda, Pablo | Lovers | 26 bookmarks