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So. Tagged again by DD. This time it’s love; something I’ve been told lately that I know very little about. And to avoid the usual barrage of “how come I’m not mentioned” and “who’s that one about” that these things usually spark, I’ll avoid the whole whole thing and treat you to some of my favourite quotations on love, by people who can write way better than me.

Though it be broken–
broken again — still it is there:
the moon on the water.

— Choshu

“True love is boring,” Roland repeated. “As boring as any other strong and addictive drug. And as with any other strong drug…”
— Stephen King. Wizard and Glass

Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let that be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word.
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!

— Oscar Wilde. The Ballad of Reading Gaol

…She turned to me and said, “Philsan, I will spend two days with you and you will not have to pay me. I will love you for two days and then I will not love you.”
— Philip Caputo. A Rumor of War

“Do you know that until I met thee I have never asked for anything? Nor wanted anything? Nor thought of anything except the moment and the winning of this war? Truly I have been very pure in my ambitions. I have worked much and now I love thee and,” he said it now in a complete embracing of all that would not be, “I love thee as I love all that we have fought for. I love thee as I love liberty and dignity and the rights of all men to work and not be hungry. I love thee as I love Madrid that we have defended and as I love all my comrades that have died. Many. Many. Thou canst not think how many. But I love thee as I love what I love most in the world and I love thee more. I love thee very much, rabbit. More than I can tell thee. But I say this now to tell thee a little…”
— Ernest Hemmingway. For Whom the Bell Tolls

Don’t tell me it’s not worth dying for
I can’t help it, there’s nothing I want more.

— From the Bryan Adams song Everything I do I do it for You

The heart is an organ of fire.
— Michael Ondaatje. The English Patient

It is better to love many things a little than one thing too much.
— Daniel Carney. The Whispering Death

I vow to thee, my country — all earthly things above
Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love…

— Sir Cecil Spring-Rice. I Vow to Thee My Country

She smiled and closed her eyes again. “Bird and bear and hare and fish…”
Smiling, Roland finished, “Give my love her fondest wish.”
Her eyes opened. She smiled. “You,” she said again, and kissed him. “Still you, Roland. Still you, my love.”

— Stephen King. Wizard and Glass

And my all-time favourite:

“My life is very monotonous,” he said. “I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all others. Other steps send me scurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the colour of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat.”
— Antoine de Saint-Exupery. The Little Prince

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September 8, 2009 - Posted by | Literature, Love | , ,

13 Comments »

  1. Cheesy you. and u cheated. was looking forward to asking who it was.. 😉
    “I will spend two days with you and you will not have to pay me. I will love you for two days and then I will not love you.” – I like that.

    Comment by Eyeliner | September 8, 2009 | Reply

  2. Eyeliner is right. I think that’s my favourite too. That and

    Though it be broken–
    broken again — still it is there:
    the moon on the water.

    Kinda says that when you’re right at ready thing will happen again. Almost like a promise.

    Comment by themissingsandwich | September 8, 2009 | Reply

  3. Sweet!
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    Wait, wait
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    .
    .
    Wait
    .
    .
    .
    I love you.

    Comment by DD | September 9, 2009 | Reply

  4. True love is boring,” Roland repeated. “As boring as any other strong and addictive drug. And as with any other strong drug…”

    i like that one..

    Comment by Santhoshi | September 9, 2009 | Reply

  5. wow. I am very presently surprised.
    What an insight.
    You obviously love in the most old fashioned way. Apologies, old fashioned is way too modern to describe it, more in the ways of when men and women fell in love irrevocably ? The only modern simile that I can think of is the love story of Tristan and Isolde. That too is a tad bit too modern.

    Amazing DB. Such depth of feeling. Totally loved the collection.

    I think it is the collection that defines you than the individual quotes. No wonder that, you have been told that you don’t know much about it.

    What you have put together cannot be described in modern terms. The depth and the clarity of the concept that you have shown does not exist in the 21st century.

    Hell, I am not even sure if it ever got beyond the 18th-19th century.

    Thanks for this insight. Totally thrilled to have read it.

    Comment by Anne | September 10, 2009 | Reply

  6. I love the Little Prince! I don’t know anyone else who’s read it I think – other than the rest of my family.

    Comment by Electra | September 10, 2009 | Reply

  7. Thanks, everyone.

    Eyeliner, I thought you might. 😉

    Anne, interesting analysis, I’ll have to forward it to my ex’s.

    Electra, yup, one of my favourite books. I got it as a gift from someone who once loved me very much, so it’s got a lot of meaning for me.

    Comment by David Blacker | September 10, 2009 | Reply

  8. “…by people who can write way better than me.”

    that’s a really long list

    Comment by hotdigity | September 12, 2009 | Reply

  9. Wow a good read;

    That was a great quick read for a guy who has almost no time to read anything other than technical docs but still love to read;

    semi-colon describes me 😀 ;

    Comment by chanux | September 12, 2009 | Reply

  10. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the colour of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat.”
    – Antoine de Saint-Exupery. The Little Prince

    is i think my favourite too.Very innocent yet beautiful.Good quotes are always such a treat :)Thanks for posting:)

    Comment by a person | October 2, 2009 | Reply

  11. after thought: Isn’t it just so lovely that wheat is of no use to him, but he loves it because of what it means to him..what it reminds him of..ah makes the heart do a little skippety skip.Think I’m going to go read Little Prince again today 🙂

    Comment by a person | October 2, 2009 | Reply

  12. When love beckons to you, follow him,
    Though his ways are hard and steep.
    And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
    Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
    And when he speaks to you believe in him,
    Though his voice may shatter your dreams
    as the north wind lays waste the garden.

    For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
    Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
    So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

    Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
    He threshes you to make you naked.
    He sifts you to free you from your husks.
    He grinds you to whiteness.
    He kneads you until you are pliant;
    And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast.

    All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.

    But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure,
    Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor,
    Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
    Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
    Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
    For love is sufficient unto love.

    When you love you should not say, “God is in my heart,” but rather, “I am in the heart of God.”
    And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

    Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
    But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
    To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
    To know the pain of too much tenderness.
    To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
    And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
    To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
    To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;
    To return home at eventide with gratitude;
    And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

    The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran

    Comment by georgethebushpig | October 14, 2009 | Reply


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