The Most Beautiful Words About Love and Romance
- Love is a tolerable hell, while life without love is unbearable paradise.
- Love is a vivid experience felt only by those who truly live it.
- Love is a sovereign force that transcends all laws.
- Love is like war; it’s easy to ignite, but difficult to extinguish.
- Love is the only game where both participants can win together, or lose together.
- Love is a part of a man’s existence, but for a woman, it constitutes her entire being.
- Love may begin with a word, but it can never end with a word.
- Love does not kill lovers; it simply leaves them suspended between life and death.
- A person in love tends to believe everything or disbelieve anything.
- Youth yearns for love, wealth, and health, but there will come a day when they will wish for health, wealth, and love in that order.
- The tragedy of love lies in the desire of a man to be the first to enter a woman’s heart.
- He who loves, loves forever.
- In love, there are letters we send and others we tear apart; the most beautiful letters are those we never write.
- Love is blind.
- For women, love is like nectar for a flower.
- In men, love is a serious illness; in women, it is a great virtue.
- Mad love can turn people into beasts.
- Love is the spring for women and the autumn for men.
- Love sees roses without thorns.
- Love seeks permission from women to enter their hearts, while men invade their own hearts without consent—this is our misfortune.
- When a woman loves, she does much and speaks little.
- The outcomes of love are unpredictable.
- Love is the strongest emotion due to its complexity.
- Love is tears; to cry means you are in love.
The Most Beautiful Words About Love and Loyalty
- Love is a refined emotion that requires someone to understand the meaning of loyalty.
- If you cannot be loyal, do not utter the word love.
- Delay your promise of love, but hasten to fulfill your loyalty.
- Loyalty is a virtue of the noble, while treachery is a trait of the cowardly.
- Prosperity demands loyalty in love, while crises impose it.
- A hypocritical lover feigning loyalty intentionally wounds you, while their absence may well be the best thing for your life.
The Most Beautiful Words About Love and Jealousy
- Jealousy and love are two sides of the same coin.
- Jealousy is a double-edged sword that can ignite or suffocate feelings of love.
- Fear and jealousy in love possess large eyes.
- Jealousy is the meeting point of passion and storm.
- Jealousy in love magnifies the smallest issues.
- Jealousy sees everything except for what truly exists.
- Jealousy is a fire, and the heart is its fuel; thus, if your heart feels jealousy, be aware it will burn.
- A woman loves to see the jealousy of a man who loves her, provided that jealousy warms rather than scorches her.
- Jealousy clouds the mind and prevents rational thinking.
The Most Beautiful Verses About Love
- The poet Muhammad Mahdi Al-Jawahiri expresses in his poem “Emotional Currents of Love”:
Emotional currents of love, how magnificent they are
They shaped my nature and refined my character
Fire fills my spirit with tenderness
I do not deny the grace of the fires
I have surpassed in passion
Is there longing where none has yearned?
Rest assured that the heart is not preoccupied with
Memories other than your own
You do not understand the taste of what you’ve never savored
You have left me with nothing but a breath
And a devotion to you until my last breath
In morning sadness, I do not despise it
The sweetest of all is its twilight
This poetry sings when conveyed
How would it be if you heard it from my own voice?
O house whose melody is broken
With sighs caught in my throat
I have not lived according to the principles of passion
For your love is an oath around my neck
- The poet Ghada Al-Samman writes in her poem “I Witness That Your Love is a Festival”:
Where in your home do your lovers’ photos reside
So I can hang flowers and adorn them for the festival?
Forgive me… my love for you is unrefined
It knows neither envy nor the hunger for possession…
It is spontaneous… primitive… naive… simple as rain
It belongs to the tribe of your passion
Without rituals or ceremonies
Or medals, bills, or tears
Having unfurled in loneliness, I found shelter in your love
And discovered that I was in my homeland
What a beautiful volcano welcomes me?
And the firework storm obscures the planets
As I reach out to pluck a star
And discover with you
A bird long forgotten by our tribe named joy…
Your name is the secret, and your love is a festival
Your smile is the gateway to the ancestors’ laughter
Your arms are the swing of oblivion
And within your eyes are paths where I run back to childhood
With lakes like mirrors, I walk upon their waters dry-footed
Happy because we move in the same galaxy
And because one day I passed by planets without crashing into your star… and burning
Happy merely because you exist
And it suffices me that I have known you… and loved you…
… and I know the names of your wives and mistresses…
.. and I understand the rugged terrain of your fierce years and valleys of your mood… and I love you
What I could never do is love a clean slate
New, without scratches or wounds of memory
I love you because with you I discovered something new, strange to me
Its name is joy
All those I loved before you
Crafted cages, whips, and bridles for me…
And scissors for my wings, and masks for my gypsy songs deep within me…
So love became incarceration and dialogue became trials
They taught me sadness, cruelty, and indifference
And treachery and cynical ridicule…
With you, I met the sun, shook hands with laughter, danced with innocence
And submitted my credentials to the dawn…
And discovered how beautiful the blue of your hand is at dawn
Because love is a dynamic state
Because love is not taming honesty or falsifying age
I love you as you are within your frame
And I adore the tales of your love for others
Blessed are the moments of your transparent tenderness and your moments of madness…
Blessed are the eyes of the woman who will love after me
And the one whom you loved before me…
Blessed are your whispers together…
Blessed is your burning love, whatever the vessel may be!…
For I will never understand one day
Why must love turn me
Into an established institution devoted to your sabotage
And spying on you
And a terrorist network counting your whispers…
I do not comprehend why love makes some lovers
Enemies of all creatures on this planet, even of the beloved!!
To love you means to reconcile with the moon
The trees, joy, and the birds
And the holiday in my homeland
To love you means that I have declared a truce with sadness
And renewed my diplomatic relations
And the dance of the night flows in my blood…