„My love is of a birth as rare
As 'tis for object strange and high;
It was begotten by Despair
Upon Impossibility.“

—  Andrew Marvell, The Definition of Love (1650-1652), Stanza 1.
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Andrew Marvell
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Hate to return with love.“

—  Vittorio Alfieri, Polinice
Che amar chi t'odia, ell'è impossibil cosa. Polinice, II, 4; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 464.

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„Loves that are lost ere they come to birth,
Weeds of the wave, without fruit upon earth.
I lose what I long for, save what I can,
My love, my love, and no love for me!“

—  Algernon Charles Swinburne, Poems and Ballads
Poems and Ballads (1866-89), The Triumph of Time, Context: The loves and hours of the life of a man, They are swift and sad, being born of the sea. Hours that rejoice and regret for a span, Born with a man's breath, mortal as he; Loves that are lost ere they come to birth, Weeds of the wave, without fruit upon earth. I lose what I long for, save what I can, My love, my love, and no love for me!

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„It is necessary that I climb very high because of my love for you, and upon the heights there is silence.“

—  James Branch Cabell American author 1879 - 1958
The Certain Hour (1916), Context: It spurred me to such action as I took, — but it has robbed me of sugared eloquence, it has left me chary of speech. It is necessary that I climb very high because of my love for you, and upon the heights there is silence. "Auctorial Induction"

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„My heart, have you no wisdom thus to despair?
My love, my love, my love, why have you left me alone?“

—  James Joyce Irish novelist and poet 1882 - 1941
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„It is a strange feeling — no hopelessness is in it, no despair. Content — that is it; and irresponsibility; but without licentious inclination. I speak now of my profoundest sense of being, not of an incidental feeling.“

—  Herman Melville American novelist, short story writer, essayist, and poet 1819 - 1891
Context: In me divine magnanimities are spontaneous and instantaneous — catch them while you can. The world goes round, and the other side comes up. So now I can't write what I felt. But I felt pantheistic then—your heart beat in my ribs and mine in yours, and both in God's. A sense of unspeakable security is in me this moment, on account of your having understood the book. I have written a wicked book, and feel spotless as the lamb. Ineffable socialities are in me. I would sit down and dine with you and all the Gods in old Rome's Pantheon. It is a strange feeling — no hopelessness is in it, no despair. Content — that is it; and irresponsibility; but without licentious inclination. I speak now of my profoundest sense of being, not of an incidental feeling. Letter to Nathaniel Hawthorne (July 1851); published in Memories of Hawthorne (1897) by Rose Hawthorne Lathrop, p. 157

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„My words are strange, but those who love will understand.“

—  John Ruysbroeck Flemish mystic 1293 - 1381
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„To describe my despair would be impossible. No words could tell it. I was buried alive, with the prospect before me of dying of hunger and thirst.“

—  Jules Verne, livro A Journey to the Center of the Earth
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