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  • #1
    William Shakespeare
    “Let me not to the marriage of true minds
    Admit impediments. Love is not love
    Which alters when it alteration finds,
    Or bends with the remover to remove.
    O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
    That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
    It is the star to every wand'ring barque,
    Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
    Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
    Within his bending sickle's compass come;
    Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
    But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
    If this be error and upon me proved,
    I never writ, nor no man ever loved.”
    William Shakespeare, Great Sonnets


  • #2
    Robert Frost
    “The Road Not Taken

    Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
    And sorry I could not travel both
    And be one traveler, long I stood
    And looked down one as far as I could
    To where it bent in the undergrowth;

    Then took the other, as just as fair,
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same,

    And both that morning equally lay
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    Oh, I kept the first for another day!
    Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
    I doubted if I should ever come back.

    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
    I took the one less traveled by,
    And that has made all the difference.”
    Robert Frost


  • #3
    Charles Baudelaire
    “One should always be drunk. That's all that matters...But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. But get drunk.”
    Charles Baudelaire


  • #4
    Pablo Neruda
    “We the mortals touch the metals,
    the wind, the ocean shores, the stones,
    knowing they will go on, inert or burning,
    and I was discovering, naming all the these things:
    it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.”
    Pablo Neruda, Still Another Day


  • #5
    T.S. Eliot
    “April is the cruelest month, breeding
    lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
    memory and desire, stirring
    dull roots with spring rain.”
    T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land


  • #6
    Dr. Seuss
    “A person's a person, no matter how small.”
    Dr. Seuss, Horton Hears a Who!


  • #7
    Émile Zola
    “If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.”
    Émile Zola


  • #8
    Bob Ross
    “We don't make mistakes, just happy little accidents.”
    Bob Ross


  • #9
    Bob Marley
    “Who are you to judge the life I live?
    I know I'm not perfect
    -and I don't live to be-
    but before you start pointing fingers...
    make sure you hands are clean!”
    Bob Marley


  • #10
    Jimi Hendrix
    “I'm the one that's got to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to.”
    Jimi Hendrix, Jimi Hendrix - Axis: Bold as Love


  • #11
    Jeaniene Frost
    “I'm saying that I'm a moody, insecure, narrow-minded, jealous, borderline homicidal bitch, and I want you to promise me that you're okay with that, because it's who I am, and you're what I need.”
    Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave


  • #12
    Paulo Coelho
    “When we meet someone and fall in love, we have a sense that the whole universe is on our side. And yet if something goes wrong, there is nothing left! How is it possible for the beauty that was there only minutes before to vanish so quickly? Life moves very fast. It rushes from heaven to hell in a matter of seconds.”
    Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes


  • #13
    Anaïs Nin
    “I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.”
    Anaïs Nin


  • #14
    Virginia Woolf
    “Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.”
    Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own


  • #15
    Pablo Neruda
    “I have named you queen.
    There are taller than you, taller.
    There are purer than you, purer.
    There are lovelier than you, lovelier.
    But you are the queen.

    When you go through the streets
    No one recognizes you.
    No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks
    At the carpet of red gold
    That you tread as you pass,
    The nonexistent carpet.

    And when you appear
    All the rivers sound
    In my body, bells
    Shake the sky,
    And a hymn fills the world.

    Only you and I,
    Only you and I, my love,
    Listen to it.”
    Pablo Neruda, Love Poems


  • #16
    Pablo Neruda
    “Don't go far off, not even for a day,
    because I don't know how to say it - a day is long
    and I will be waiting for you, as in
    an empty station when the trains are
    parked off somewhere else, asleep.

    Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then
    the little drops of anguish will all run together,
    the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
    into me, choking my lost heart.

    Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve
    on the beach, may your eyelids never flutter
    into the empty distance. Don't LEAVE me for
    a second, my dearest, because in that moment you'll
    have gone so far I'll wander mazily
    over all the earth, asking, will you
    come back? Will you leave me here, dying?”
    Pablo Neruda


  • #17
    Ana Castillo
    “I ask the impossible: love me forever.
    Love me when all desire is gone.
    Love me with the single mindedness of a monk.
    When the world in its entirety,
    and all that you hold sacred advise you
    against it: love me still more.
    When rage fills you and has no name: love me.
    When each step from your door to our job tires you--
    love me; and from job to home again, love me, love me.
    Love me when you're bored--
    when every woman you see is more beautiful than the last,
    or more pathetic, love me as you always have:
    not as admirer or judge, but with
    the compassion you save for yourself
    in your solitude.
    Love me as you relish your loneliness,
    the anticipation of your death,
    mysteries of the flesh, as it tears and mends.
    Love me as your most treasured childhood memory--
    and if there is none to recall--
    imagine one, place me there with you.
    Love me withered as you loved me new.
    Love me as if I were forever--
    and I, will make the impossible
    a simple act,
    by loving you, loving you as I do”
    Ana Castillo, I Ask the Impossible
    tags: love


  • #18
    Edwin Markham
    “He drew a circle that shut me out-
    Heretic , rebel, a thing to flout.
    But love and I had the wit to win:
    We drew a circle and took him In !

    From the poem " Outwitted”
    Edwin Markham


  • #19
    Pablo Neruda
    “I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

    Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
    and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

    The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

    I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
    I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

    On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
    I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

    She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
    How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

    I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
    To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

    To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
    And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

    What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
    The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

    That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
    My soul is lost without her.

    As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
    My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

    The same night that whitens the same trees.
    We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

    I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
    My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

    Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
    belonged to my kisses.
    Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

    I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
    Love is so short and oblivion so long.

    Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
    my soul is lost without her.

    Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
    and this may be the last poem I write for her.”
    Pablo Neruda


  • #20
    William Shakespeare
    “Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
    Men were deceivers ever,-
    One foot in sea and one on shore,
    To one thing constant never.”
    William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing


  • #21
    Pablo Neruda
    “Tonight I can write the saddest lines
    I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.”
    Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair


  • #22
    Christina Rossetti
    “Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart;
    My silent heart, lie still and break:
    Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed
    For a dream's sake.”
    Christina Rossetti


  • #23
    E.E. Cummings
    “To be nobody but
    yourself in a world
    which is doing its best day and night to make you like
    everybody else means to fight the hardest battle
    which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.”
    E.E. Cummings


  • #24
    Pablo Neruda
    “I don't want to go on being a root in the dark,
    vacillating, stretched out, shivering with sleep,
    downward, in the soaked guts of the earth,
    absorbing and thinking, eating each day.”
    Pablo Neruda


  • #25
    Lawrence Ferlinghetti
    “I am awaiting
    perpetually and forever
    a renaissance of wonder”
    Lawrence Ferlinghetti


  • #26
    E.L. James
    “- "Why don't you like to be touched?"
    - "Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”
    E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey




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