Grateful Dead

'The concept that really gets the goat of the gay-hater, the idea that really spins their melon and sickens their stomachs is that most terrible and terrifying of all human notions, love.That one can love another of the same gender, that is what the homophobe really cannot stand. Love in all eight tones and all five semitones of the world's full octave. Love as Agape, Eros, Philos; love as infatuation, obsession and lust; love as torture, euphoria, ecstasy and oblivion (this is beginning to read like a Calvin Klein perfume catalogue); love as need, passion and desire.' - Stephen Fry

"to love and to be lovedis to feel the sun from both sides." -david viscott

"forget the damned motor carand build the citiies for lovers and friends." - lewis mumford

'I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy - ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed all the rest of life for a few hours of this joy. I have sought it next, because it relieves loneliness - that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it finally, because in the union of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined.This is what I sought, and though it might seem too good for human life, this is what, at last, I have found.' - Bertrand Russell

Love's a different sort of thing, hot enough to make you flow into something, interflow, cool and anneal and be a weld stronger than what you started with. – Theodore Sturgeon

"to love is so startling it leaves little time for anything else." -emily dickinson

"When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace." -Jimi Hendrix

'For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.' - Carl Sagan

"i believe in the compelling power of love. i do not understand it, however, i believe it to be the most fragrant blossom of all this thorny existence." -theodore dreiser

"Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire." – Roland Barthes