I thought when love for you died, I should die. Its dead.Alone, most strangely, I live on.

Quote by Rupert Brooke

Topics: Broken Heart Quotes

Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

And I shall find some girl perhaps, and a better one than you, with eyes...

And I shall find some girl perhaps, and a better one than you, with eyes...

The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss...

The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss...

All the little emptiness of love

All the little emptiness of love

A pulse in the eternal mind, no less, gives somewhere back the thoughts by England...

A pulse in the eternal mind, no less, gives somewhere back the thoughts by England...

Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love...

Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love...

And in that Heaven of all their wish, there shall be no more land, say...

And in that Heaven of all their wish, there shall be no more land, say...

All the little emptiness of love!

All the little emptiness of love!

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the...

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the...

I thought when love for you died, I should die. It's dead. Alone, most strangely,...

I thought when love for you died, I should die. It's dead. Alone, most strangely,...

A book may be compared to your neighbor: if it be good, it cannot last...

A book may be compared to your neighbor: if it be good, it cannot last...

A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.

A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, laughed in the sun, and kissed the...

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, laughed in the sun, and kissed the...

Life is a pure flame, and we live by an invisible sun within us.

Life is a pure flame, and we live by an invisible sun within us.

I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was...

I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was...

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it

What is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days.

What is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days.

A single sunbeam is enough to drive away many shadows

A single sunbeam is enough to drive away many shadows

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the...

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the...

In June, as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single...

In June, as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single...