Famous Love Quotes - Our inspirational quotes

Like the sweet apple which reddens upon the topmost bough, A-top on the topmost twig--which the pluckers forgot, somehow-- Forgot it not, nay, but got it not, for none could get it till now.

This sunlight shames November where he grieves In dead red leaves, and will not let him shun The day, though bough with bough be overrun. But with a blessing every glade receives High salutation.

Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.