Myrtle Reed - Love Quotes

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As if by magic, the love of the many comes with the love of the one.

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A real love letter is absolutely ridiculous to everyone except the writer and the recipient.

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There are many people who consider love a dream, but they usually grow to think of marriage as the cold breakfast.

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At twenty, men love woman; at thirty, a woman; and at forty, women.

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No woman need fear the effect of absence upon the man who honestly loves her. The needle of the compass, regardless of intervening seas, points forever toward the north. Pitiful indeed is she who fails to be a magnet and blindly becomes a chain.

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Of all the things that make for happiness, the love of books comes first. No matter how the world may have used us, sure solace lies there.

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Not infrequently, when a man asks a woman to marry him, he means that he wants her to help him love himself, and if, blinded by her own feeling, she takes him for her captain, her pleasure craft becomes a pirate ship, the colours change to a black flag with a sinister sign, and her inevitable destiny is the coral reef.

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When we come to the sundown road, we need all the love we have managed to take with us from the summit of the hill.

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Love and hate always remember; it is only indifference that forgets.

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The world has been fair cruel if you've never known the love of a dog!

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Before, you think of it as a permanent bond of happiness; later, you see that it is a yoke, borne unequally. You marry to keep love, but sometimes that is the surest way to lose it.

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It is possible for a spinster to be disappointed in lovers, but only the married are ever disappointed in love.

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Did you ever read a love-letter that wasn't an evidence of idiocy — except your own?

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Five golden years, Heart of Mine, have we walked the way of life together, and there is not an hour I would have changed; there is no moment when I would have you other than you have been. It is the fashion these days, I know, to say that love ends at the altar, but it is not so. You and I have found the old dream of the world divinely true. It is neither a poet's fancy nor a trick of the imagination, but a thing of fadeless and unending beauty.

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