Blaise Pascal Love Quotations

The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.

Truth is so obscure in these times, and falsehood so established, that, unless we love the truth, we cannot know it.

When we are in love we seem to ourselves quite different from what we were before.

Human beings must be known to be loved; but Divine beings must be loved to be known.

We never love a person, but only qualities.

We conceal it from ourselves in vain - we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it.

It is natural for the mind to believe and for the will to love; so that, for want of true objects, they must attach themselves to false.

Love has its reasons that Reason knows not

It is a dangerous experiment to call in gratitude as an ally to love. Love is a debt which inclination always pays, obligation never.

Clarity of mind means clarity of passion, too; this is why a great and clear mind loves ardently and sees distinctly what it loves.

All great amusements are dangerous to the Christian life; but among all those which the world has invented there is none more to be feared than the theater. It is a representation of the passions so natural and so delicate that it excites them and gives birth to them in our hearts, and, above all, to that of love.

Love has reasons which reason cannot understand.

We make an idol of truth itself, for truth apart from charity is not God, but his image and an idol that we must not love or worship.

There are two types of mind . . . the mathematical, and what might be called the intuitive. The former arrives at its views slowly, but they are firm and rigid; the latter is endowed with greater flexibility and applies itself simultaneously to the diverse lovable parts of that which it loves.

If a man loves a woman for her beauty, does he love her? No; for the smallpox, which destroys her beauty without killing her, causes his love to cease. And if any one loves me for my judgment or my memory, does he really love me? No; for I can lose these qualities without ceasing to be.

That which makes us go so far for love is that we never think that we might have need of anything besides that which we love.

The married should not forget that to speak of love begets love.

Who can doubt that we exist only to love? Disguise it, in fact, as we will, we love without intermission... We live not a moment exempt from its influence.

Two kinds of persons know Him: those who have a humble heart, and who love lowliness, whatever kind of intellect they may have, high or low; and those who have sufficient understanding to see the truth, whatever opposition they may have to it.