Saul Bellow Quotes
The first undressing of two lovers is a most special event.
Saul Bellow
Quotes to Explore
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I had a lovers quarrel with the world.
Robert Frost
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The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets said in rhyme, the young translated into practice.
Virginia Woolf
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Everywhere bees go racing with the hours, / For every bee becomes a drunken lover, / Standing upon his head to sup the flowers.
Vita Sackville-West
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I have long held an opinion, almost amounting to conviction, in common I believe with many other lovers of natural knowledge, that the various forms under which the forces of matter are made manifest have one common origin; or, in other words, are so directly related and mutually dependent, that they are convertible, as it were, one into another, and possess equivalents of power in their action.
Michael Faraday
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Lovers and madmen have such seething brains Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends.
William Shakespeare
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It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover.
William Shakespeare
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Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear.
William Shakespeare
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If ever thou shalt love,
In the sweet pangs of it remember me;
For such as I am all true lovers are,
Unstaid and skittish in all motions else
Save in the constant image of the creature
That is beloved.
William Shakespeare
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People can be lovers and enemies at the same time, you know.
Willa Cather
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All through the years of our youth
Neither could have known
Their own thought from the other's,
We were so much at one.
William Butler Yeats
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Despite my extremely modest prices, dealers and art lovers are turning their backs on me. It is very depressing to see the lack of interest shown in an art object which has no market value.
Claude Monet
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I would that there was nothing in the world
But my beloved that night and day had perished,
And all that is and all that is to be,
All that is not the meeting of our lips.
William Butler Yeats
