Love poems

Stephen Crane

Ah, God, the way your little finger moved

Ah, God, the way your little finger moved
As you thrust a bare arm backward
And made play with your hair
And a comb a silly gilt comb
Ah, God-that I should suffer
Because of the way a little finger moved.

Citate de dragoste

• 'This is one of the miracles of love: It gives … a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted.'
  ~ C S Lewis
• 'Bitterness imprisons life; love releases it. Bitterness paralyzes life; love empowers it. Bitterness sours life; love sweetens it. Bitterness sickens life; love heals it. Bitterness blinds life; love anoints its eyes.'
  ~ Harry Emerson Fosdick
• 'It is impossible to repent of love. The sin of love does not exist.'
  ~ Muriel Spark