Love poems

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnets from the Portuguese, 43

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints-I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Citate de dragoste

• 'Let those love now who never loved before; Let those who always loved, now love the more.'
  ~ Thomas Parnell
• 'The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference.'
  ~ Elie Wiesel
• 'True love cannot be found where it truly does not exist,
  Nor can it be hidden where it truly does.'
  ~ Anonymous