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Love, Romance and
You Know What!

Compiled by Peter Stafford Sumner

Chapter 10.

Lovers


Perfect love is rare indeed … To be a lover will require that you continually have the subtlety of the very wise, the flexibility of the child, the sensitivity of the artist, the understanding of the philosopher, the acceptance of the saint, the tolerance of the scholar, and the fortitude of the certain.
Leo Buscaglia

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To be a lover is not to make love,
but to find a new way to live.
Paul La Cour

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The gratification of the senses soon becomes a very small part of that profound and complicated sentiment which we call Love. Love, on the contrary, is a universal thirst for a communion, not merely of the senses, but of our whole nature, intellectual, imaginative and sensitive. He who finds his antitype, enjoys a love perfect and enduring; time cannot change it, distance cannot remove it; the sympathy is complete.
Benjamin Disraeli - Henrietta Temple

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You give me thoughtful gifts -- sugar almonds, a Vivaldi album, white home-grown chrysanthemums for my bedside table, a surprise walk through the bluebell woods. But the best thing is when I surprise you deep at work or you spot me in a crowd and your eyes light up with pleasure. For me, the best thing is to know how much you love me.
Helen Exley

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He who loves with purity considers not the
gift of the lover, but the love of the giver.
Thomas á Kempis

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My lover is mine and I am his.
Old Testament - Song of Songs

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Lovers remember all things.
Ovid - Heroides

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A lover without discretion is no lover at all.
Thomas Hardy

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Ay me! for aught that I could ever read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth.
William Shakespeare - A Midsummer-Night's Dream

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Lovers beneath the singing sky of May
They wandered once; clear as the dew on flowers:
But they fed not on the advancing hours:
Their hearts held cravings for the buried day.
Then each applied to each that fatal knife,
Deep questioning, which probes to endless dole.
Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soul
When hot for certainties in this our life!-
In tragic hints here see what evermore
Moves dark as yonder midnight ocean's force,
Thundering like ramping hosts of warrior horse
To throw that faint thin line upon the shore!
George Meredith - Modern Love

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The quarrelling of lovers is the renewal of love.
Terence

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It is easier to keep half a dozen lovers guessing than
to keep one lover after he has stopped guessing.
Helen Rowland

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If you shall find my lover, what shall you
say to him? Tell him I am sick with love.
Old Testament - Song of Songs

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Lovers who have nothing to do but love each other are not really
to be envied; love and nothing else very soon is nothing else.
Walter Lippmann

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Essentially man is not a slave either of himself or of the world; but he is a lover. His freedom and fulfilment is in love, which is another name for erfect comprehension. By this power of comprehension, this permeation of his being, he is united with the all-pervading Spirit, who is also the breath of his soul. Where a man tries to raise himself to eminence by pushing and jostling all others, to achieve a distinction by which he prides himself to be more than everybody else, there he is alienated from that Spirit.
Rabindranath Tagore - Sadhana

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The more we permit the lover to know us, the more worthy of his love we become; as his searching gaze probes even deeper into our personality, he discovers riches of which no-one else was ever aware and in which we scarcely dare to believe. But, because he sees within us, we actually become the good that he sees. By reinforcing the very tentative inclinations of the beloved, the lover actually creates his beloved.

We become that which the lover wants us to be, and he becomes that which we want him to be. When he reacts positively to our tentative, fragile, yet courageous self-revelation, with warmth and affection and encouragement, we discover resources in ourselves of which we had always dreamed but whose reality we could not believe. The lover, in other words, is a person who makes our dreams about ourselves come true.

Andrew M Greeley - The Friendship Game

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Few are they who, after the first enraptured steps on the path of love, stick to it all the way to its heroic conclusion, allowing its power to humble, to discipline, to purify, to let in truth, to toughen with responsibility, and so enable the lover, in Charles Williams' words, "to become the perfection he has seen".
John V Taylor - The Go-Between God

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True belief is always belief that is under the constraint of the Object -- which is therefore the subject. And if today I can say that I believe, it is not at all that the so-called 'will to believe' has induced the belief, but that which I believe has itself compelled my belief and because he in whom I believe has himself wrought his own work in me. It no longer seems that it is I who am diligently wooing the divine Lover, but rather that, do what I will, the divine Lover will not let me be.
John Baillie - Invitation to Pilgrimage

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God is your Lover, the One who danced with joy at your birth, who dreamed you into being in the first place; the One who has tracked you down the back streets of your life, whispering to you in the night, calling to you from the darkness. God is not so remote as to be only the Lover. God is your lover; the One who knows you by name.
Michael Riddell - Godzone


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