Love Quote – “Why those in Love are Seen as Fools” – 8/10/2021

“Love cannot be questioned by anyone in love. Those in love would limit the other, through a question. However, among those in observance of love, a thousand inquiries attempt to topple and dismember its stance. It is because only those in observance of lovers will find them foolish, in whatever irrational decision, that was not a decision, has been made. Among those in love, the decisions, that were not at all decisions, were felt as right to do.”

– Modern Romanticism

Love Quote – “The Need to Believe in Love” – 6/27/2021

“As for evidence, the Atheist will not believe in what should require material proof, since it could not be presented. And yet, who protects or loves the material? Material substance is created for its consumption, and never to the motive to protect what should not disappear. Believing in love, or a truth as this, is same to never avoid it. Believing in love is same to never avoid another, to not steer from the oneness of truth. Such truth, being denied, becomes the favor for addiction. Such truth, being denied, becomes the favor for deception. Truth cannot be a multiple, because in a person’s avoidance to it, their attraction becomes then to what is a mere convenience. Such truth will remain as a belief, as a faith, because its opposite is to be deceived.”

– Modern Romanticism

Grief Quote – “The Meaning to ‘Peace be with you'” – 6/25/2021

“It is grief that stains the living soul. It is not peace with the bereaved, since it is peace with the dead. Those who grieve are in pain, because they wish to be with the dead. To recover from this, reverse the wish to be with them, to the understanding that the dead live on in the heart. Comprehend that, that love is eternal through this. Their peace for remaining life, not for the pain to them.”

– Modern Romanticism

Quote – “When a Man can Become Cruel” – 6/21/2021

“It is the monster who hides his wounds, in the dark. It is the monster who had others attempt to slay him, and further he is pushed into the dark. The same monster had once loved, though fought for too much that now he finds warmer shelter in the dark. Rather than in a pair of arms, consolation is found where the wounds are hidden. A howl to the moon. A cry during the night. His wounds are never kissed, as his cries are never hushed. This pain is hidden, because the cure is never sought. The cure is never sought, because the monster lies to himself in the reflection to his own blood pools. He sees new familiarity in everything now changed, to not return back to former days.”

– Modern Romanticism

Love Quote – “Why Unrequited Love does not Exist” – 6/18/2021

“Not so much to how we might love is the way in which humans can be frail. We are instead fragile because we trust. Some trust, with too much ease. These are the sorts to want the immediate comfort and consolation. One-sided trust is blind. Since love is blind, then why would trust ever be the same? One commits the error, to potentially become betrayed. There is advantage and gain, in such a scenario. There is lust, and no love.”

– Modern Romanticism

Love Quote – “The Error of Believing Love should be Realistic” – 6/17/2021

“For love, we are idealistic. To then place realism upon it, is to limit just how much could be done for a loved one, how far one is willing to go for them, and how much one will sacrifice that was never as valuable.”

– Modern Romanticism

Love Quote – “My Loyalty” – 4/10/2021

“Is there any wonder why I live? Is there any answer to why I love? For her, I will speak the words of bravery. For her, I will become frail. For her, and for no one else like her, I will break myself a thousand more times, so that she lives.”

– Modern Romanticism

Love Quote – “A Woman most Loved” – 4/7/2021

“How often do the flames stir, when information is withheld? She’s been adored, for the sake that no one else but loving eyes are aware of her existence. She’s been kept secret, locked in a heart. There is no choice. Locked in a heart, for her protection. Imprisoned behind veins, for her prolonged life. With a life lived for the protector, who might set that prison on fire with tears burning his eyes. For he could not tell the difference between who is most loved and what is most painful.”

– Modern Romanticism

Love Quote – “Why Love is not Subjective” – 4/4/2021

“Were love to be that which is deemed as opinionated, then we are constantly comparing it to lust. To the gain of what we can have for ourselves, for how it pertains to what only we know; That is lust. Love is, therefore, the remembrances of what did occur, though cannot be questioned on why. There is no answers, nor any necessary question ever given, to the notion of why love exists, because it never held itself as physical.”

– Modern Romanticism

Love Quote – “Returning Pleasure” – 3/5/2021

“Stripped from your wild self. Your yielding self. Of bare back, bald breasts, and kissable lips… How have others seen you? How can you foresee me, seeing you? Such beauty. Such admirable beauty. A simplicity to the arrangement of your hair. To your fingers, burning at the tips like candleflame. This is special, dear. This is a moment, not wasteful.”

– Peter A.W. Wyatt (Modern Romanticism)

Quote – “If Fear is what Divides…” – 2/17/2021

“If fear divides a people, resulting in the ignorance that, as well, outcomes in the prejudice that leaves others disconnected, then why not convert such a fear of people to a fear for people? Instead of fearing others, we should fear for others. Instead of dividing ourselves out of fear, we should close gaps because through concern, we love and care.”

– Modern Romanticism

Love Quote – “Not my Life, like your Own” – 2/3/2021

“It is not my life I cling upon. It is yours. I possess no heartbeat. I reveal no true movement of my limbs. Should you ponder, then I wonder on your thoughts. Should you fall, then I will, too. What is a life, if I have no love to cover it? My fears, my voice, the systems which allows my body to operate, are a nothingness, when I see you. A love, as what I feel for you, blankets my life, disrobes me of lonely purpose.”

– Modern Romanticism