Words of Love

We’ve put together a selection of readings and writings to inspire you from some of the biggest love stories, prose and poems of all time…

Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.

Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of eternal passion. That is just being ‘in love,’ which any fool can do.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Those that truly love, have roots that grow towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms have fallen from their branches, they find that they are one tree, and not two.

from Captain Corelli’s Mandolin, Louis De Bernieres

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving. The great acts of love are done by those who are habitually performing small acts of kindness. We pardon to the extent that we love. Love is knowing that even when you are alone, you will never be lonely again. And great happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved. Loved for ourselves. And even loved in spite of ourselves.

from Les Miserables, Victor Hugo

You are my wife [husband]

My feet shall run because of you.

My feet, dance because of you.

My heart shall beat because of you.

My eyes, see because of you.

My mind, think because of you.

And I shall love because of you.

Eskimo Love Song

MR EDWARDS
Myfanwy Price!

MISS PRICE
Mr Mog Edwards!

MR EDWARDS
I am a draper mad with love. I love you more than all the flannelette and calico, candlewick, dimity, crash and merino, tussore, cretonne, crepon, muslin, poplin, ticking and twill in the whole Cloth Hall or the world. I have come to take you away to my Emporium on the jill, where the change hums on wires. Throw away your little bedsocks and your Wlesh wool knitted jacket, I will warm the sheets like an electric toaster, I will lie by your side like the Sunday roast…

MISS PRICE
I will knit you a wallet of forget-me-not blue, for the money to be comfy. I will warm your heart by the fire so that you can slip it in under your vest when the shop is closed…

MR EDWARDS
Myfanwy, Myfanwy, before the mice gnaw at your bottom drawer will you say

MISS PRICE
Yes, Mog, yes, Mog, yes, yes, yes…

MR EDWARDS
And all the bells of the tills of the town shall right for our wedding.

from Under Milk Wood, Dylan Thomas

Love doesn’t make the world go ’round.
Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.

P. Jones

‘We are too old to be single. Why shouldn’t we both be married, instead of sitting through the long winter evenings by our solitary firesides? Why shouldn’t we make one fireside of it…

Let’s be a comfortable couple and take care of each other! And if we should get deaf, or lame, or blind, or bed-ridden, how glad we shall be that we have somebody we are fond of, always to talk to and sit with! LEt’s be a comfortable couple. Now do, my dear!’

from Nicholas Nickleby, Charles Dickens

We always believe our first love is our last, and our last love is our first.

George Whyte-Melville

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