Strong Woman May be your only Army by Nizar Qabani

Don't be afraid of having a relationship with a strong woman.
There might come a day when she will be your only army.
Nizar Qabani

On Love by Nizar Qabbani/Romantic Quotes

There is who loves you quietly, and respects you quietly,
and wishes you privately, and walks away when he sees you
busy with someone other than him, and his ego restrains him
from getting near you, and contents himself with the love
for the sake of love.
Nizar Qabbani

Don't love deeply, till you make sure that the other part loves
you with the same depth, because the depth of your love today,
is the depth of your wound tomorrow.
Nizar Qabbani

The female doesn't want a rich man or a handsome man or even a poet,
she wants a man who understands her eyes if she gets sad, and points
to his chest and say : 'Here is your home country.'
Nizar Qabbani

When You really Love by Robert G. Ingersoll

It is a splendid thing to think that the woman you really love
will never grow old to you. Through the wrinkles of time, through
the mask of years, if you really love her, you will always see
the face you loved and won.

And a woman who really loves a man does not see that he grows old;
he is not decrepit to her; he does not tremble; he is not old;
she always sees the same gallant gentleman who won her hand and heart.

I like to think of it in that way; I like to think that love is eternal.
And to love in that way and then go down the hill of life together,
and as you go down, hear, perhaps,the laughter of grandchildren,while
the birds of joy and love sing once more in the leafless branches
of the tree of age.
Robert G. Ingersoll

In your soul I plant a love tree by Veronika Jensen/Romance Quote

I will not kiss your lips, no.
I will crawl straight inside your heart.
Dig a hole in your soul and plant a love tree .
I will grow my roots so deep into you,
you will not know,where you end and I begin.
Veronika Jensen

Honor To Women /Würde der Frauen by Friedrich Schiller*** International Women's Day poem

Music
Tango Evora-Loreena McKennitt

Honor To Woman
Friedrich Schiller
Translated From the German by Marianna Wertz

Honor the women! They’re roses celestial
Twining and weaving in lives terrestrial,
Weaving the bond of the most blessed love,
Veiled in the Graces’ most modest attire
Nourish they watchful the e’erlasting fire
Of lovely feelings with hand from above.

To truth’s limits ever endless
Man with wild force doth flee,
Thoughts do drive him ever restless
Onto passion’s stormy sea.
Greedy grasps he the eternal,
Silent will his heart be ne’er,
Restless through the stars supernal
Hunts he his dream’s image e’er.

But with their glances so magic’ly chaining,
Beckon the women the fug’tive restraining,
Warning him back in their presence anew.
In the mother’s most moderate quarters
They have remained yet with modesty’s manners,
Nature’s daughters, with piety true.

Hostile e’er the man is striving,
With a crushing force doth roam,
Wildly through his life surviving,
Without rest and without home.
What he builds, he ruins later,
Never rests the wishes’ strife,
Never, as the head of Hydra
Falls and e’er renews its life.

But they, contented with quieter honor,
Pluck now the women the moment’s fine flower,
Nourish it loving and diligently,
They have in their bounded work greater freedom,
Richer than man, too, in districts of wisdom
And in the unending sphere, poetry.

Stern and proudly self-depending,
Knoweth man’s cool breast thereof,
Heartily to heart though bending,
Not the godly joy of love,
Knows he naught of souls exchanging,
Not in tears melts he e’er hence,
Steels he in life’s battles raging
Harder yet his hardened sense.

But, just as softly from zephyr doth shiver,
Quick as Aeolian harp-string doth quiver,
Thus so the feeling-full woman’s soul, too.
Image of pain makes her tenderly fearful,
Heaves then the e’er-loving bosom, and tearful,
Beaming the eyes are from heavenly dew.

In the realm where men are ruling
Might defiant right doth have,
With his sword the Scyth’an’s proving
And the Persian will enslave.
War be they in fury waging,
The desires both wild and rude,
Eris’ voice is hoarsely raging,
Governing, where Charis fled.

But now, so softly, persuasively pleading,
Women with scepter of morals are leading,
Smother they discord, all raging enlight,
Teach they the powers, that hateful develop,
Each in a more loving form to envelop,
And what forever would flee, they unite.

THE ORIGINAL POEM IN GERMAN

Würde der Frauen
Friedrich Schiller

Ehret die Frauen! sie flechten and weben
Himmlische Rosen ins irdische Leben,
Flechten der Liebe beglückendes Band,
Und in der Grazie züchtigem Schleier
Nähren sie wachsam das ewige Feuer
Schöner Gefühle mit heiliger Hand.

Ewig aus der Wahrheit Schranken
Schweift des Mannes wilde Kraft,
Unstet treiben die Gedanken
Auf dem Meer der Leidenschaft.
Gierig greift er in die Ferne,
Nimmer wird sein Herz gestillt,
Rastlos durch entlegne Sterne
Jagt er seines Traumes Bild.

Aber mit zauberisch fesselndem Blicke
Winken die Frauen den Flüchtling zurücke,
Warnend zurück in der Gegenwart Spur.
In der Mutter bescheidener Hütte
Sind sie geblieben mit schamhafter Sitte,
Treue Töchter der frommen Natur.

Feindlich ist des Mannes Streben,
Mit Zermalmender Gewalt
Geht der wilde durch das Leben,
Ohne Rast und Aufenthalt.
Was er schuf, zerstört er wieder,
Nimmer ruht der Wünsche Streit,
Nimmer, wie das Haupt der Hyder
Ewig fällt und sich erneut.

Aber, zufrieden mit stillerem Ruhme,
Brechen die Frauen des Augenblicks Blume,
Nähren sie sorgsam mit liebendem Fleiß,
Freier in ihrem gebundenen Wirken,
Reicher als er in des Wissens Bezirken
Und in der Dichtung unendlichem Kreis.

Streng und stolz sich selbst genügend,
Kennt des Mannes kalte Brust,
Herzlich an ein Herz sich schmiegend,
Nicht der Liebe Götterlust,
Kennet nicht den Tausch der Seelen,
Nicht in Tränen schmilzt er hin,
Selbst des Lebens Kämpfe stählen
Härter seinen harten Sinn.

Aber, wie leise vom Zephir ershüttert
Schnell die äolische Harfe erzittert,
Also die fühlende Seele der Frau.
Zärtlich geängstigt vom Bilde der Qualen,
Wallet der liebende Busen, es strahlen
Perlend die Augen von himmlischem Tau.

In der Männer Herrschgebiete
Gilt der Stärke trotzig Recht,
Mit dem Schwert beweist der Scythe,
Und der Perser wird zum Knecht.
Es befehden sich im Grimme
Die Begierden wild und roh,
Und der Eris rauhe Stimme
Waltet, wo die Charis floh.

Aber mit sanft überredender Bitte
Führen die Frauen den Zepter der Sitte,
Löschen die Zwietracht, die tobend entglüht,
Lehren die Kräfte, die feindlich sich hassen,
Sich in der lieblichen Form zu umfassen,
Und vereinen, was ewig sich flieht.

Men & Woman when they love

I see when men love women.
They give them but a little of their lives.
But women when they love give everything.
Oscar Wilde

I will not be another flower by Erin van vuren

I will not be
another flower.
picked for my
beauty and left
to die. I will

be wild. difficult
to find, and
impossible to
forget.
Erin Van Vuren

She Was beautiful deep down to her soul by F. Scott Fitzgerald

She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines.
She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful,
for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved.
She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile,
even if she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as
temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul.
She is beautiful.
F. Scott Fitzgerald

Soulmate by Robert Brault

What we find in a soulmate
is not something wild to tame
but something wild to run with.
Robert Brault

THE WOMAN

No man ever reaches manhood
till a woman's tenderness
Is a part of his possession.
EDWIN LEIBFREED

They say that a man is not a real one until he hears
his name from the lips of a woman... It could be.
Antonio Machado

Women Quotes for Women's Day

A woman whom Providence has provided with beauty
of spirit and body is a truth, at the same time both open
and secret, which we can understand only by love, and
touch only by virtue; and when we attempt to describe
such a woman she disappears like a vapor.

Women opened the windows of my eyes and the doors of
spirit. Had it not been for the woman-mother, the
woman-sister, and the woman-friend, I would have been
sleeping among those who seek the tranquility
of the world with their snoring.

Writers and poets try to understand the truth about
woman. But until this day they have never understood
her heart because, looking upon her through the veil
of desire, they see nothing except the shape of her body.
Or they look upon her through a magnifying glass
of spite and find nothing in her but weakness and submission.
Khalil Gibran

The very first
Of human life must spring from woman’s breast:
Your first small words are taught you from her lips;
Your first tears quench’d by her, and your last sighs
Too often breath’d out in a woman’s hearing,
When men have shrunk from the ignoble care
Of watching the last hour of him who led them.
Lord Byron

O Woman, you are not merely the handiwork of God, but also of men;
these are ever endowing you with beauty from their own hearts.
Poets are weaving for you a web with threads of golden imagery;
painters are giving your form ever new immortality.
The sea gives its pearls, the mines their gold,
the summer gardens their flowers to deck you,
to cover you, to make you more precious.
You are one-half woman and one-half dream.
Rabindranath Tagore

O woman! in ordinary cases so mere a mortal, how,
in the great and
rare events of life, dost thou swell into the angel!
Bulwer-Lytton.

On one she smiled, and he was blest;
She smiles elsewhere—we make a din!
But ’twas not love which heaved her breast,
Fair child!—it was the bliss within.
Matthew Arnold

The world was sad!—the garden was a wild!
And man, the hermit, sigh’d—till woman smiled.
Thomas Campbell

To describe women, the pen should be dipped
in the humid colors of the rainbow, and the paper dried with
the dust gathered from the wings of a butterfly.
Diderot

God has placed the genius of women in their hearts,
because the works of this genius are always works of love.
Alphonse de Lamartine

On Woman by Lord Byron

The very first of human life must spring from woman's breast; your first small words are taught you from her lips, your first tears quenched by her, and your last sighs too often breathed out in a woman's hearing.
Lord Byron

Refinement by Charles Caleb Colton

No improvement that takes place in either sex can possibly be confined to itself. Each is a universal mirror to each, and the respective refinement of the one will always be in reciprocal proportion to the polish of the other.
Charles Caleb Colton

Man & Woman perpetually passing into one another by Margaret Fuller

Male and female represent the two sides of the great radical dualism. But in fact they are perpetually passing into one another. Fluid hardens to solid, solid rushes to fluid. There is no wholly masculine man, no purely feminine woman.
Margaret Fuller

Inspirational Quotes to Celebrate International Women's Day

Women have served all these centuries as looking-glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.
Virginia Woolf

How wrong is it for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it herself?
Anaïs Nin

Girls we love for what they are; men for what they promise to be.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goeth

I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.
Charlotte Brontë

Be not ashamed women, … You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul.
Walt Whitman

When men and women agree, it is only in their conclusions;their reasons are always different.
George Santayana

Man's love is of man's life a thing apart,
'Tis woman's whole existence.
LORD BYRON,Don Juan

I am not an angel,' I asserted; 'and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself. you must neither expect nor exact anything celestial of me - for you will not get it, any more than I shall get it of you: which I do not at all anticipate.
Charlotte Brontë,Jane Eyre

The great living experience for every man is his adventure into the woman. The man embraces in the woman all that is not himself, and from that one resultant, from that embrace,comes every new action.
D. H. Lawrence

Würde der Frauen Von Friedrich Schiller(With the french version)

William-Adolphe Bouguereau Art

Würde der Frauen
Friedrich Schiller
(1759-1807)

Ehret die Frauen! sie flechten und weben
Himmlische Rosen ins irdische Leben,
Flechten der Liebe beglückendes Band,
Und in der Grazie züchtigem Schleier
Nähren sie wachsam das ewige Feuer
Schöner Gefühle mit heiliger Hand.

Ewig aus der Wahrheit Schranken
Schweift des Mannes wilde Kraft;
Unstät treiben die Gedanken
Auf dem Meer der Leidenschaft;
Gierig greift er in die Ferne,
Nimmer wird sein Herz gestillt;
Rastlos durch entlegne Sterne
Jagt er seines Traumes Bild.

Aber mit zauberisch fesselndem Blicke
Winken die Frauen den Flüchtling zurücke,
Warnend zurück in der Gegenwart Spur.
In der Mutter bescheidener Hütte
Sind sie geblieben mit schamhafter Sitte,
Treue Töchter der frommen Natur.

Feindlich ist des Mannes Streben,
Mit zermalmender Gewalt
Geht der wilde durch das Leben,
Ohne Rast und Aufenthalt.
Was er schuf, zerstört er wieder,
Nimmer ruht der Wünsche Streit,
Nimmer, wie das Haupt der Hyder
Ewig fällt und sich erneut.

Aber, zufrieden mit stillerem Ruhme,
Brechen die Frauen des Augenblicks Blume,
Nähren sie sorgsam mit liebendem Fleiß,
Freier in ihrem gebundenen Wirken,
Reicher, als er, in des Wissens Bezirken
Und in der Dichtung unendlichem Kreis.

Streng und stolz, sich selbst genügend,
Kennt des Mannes kalte Brust,
Herzlich an ein Herz sich schmiegend,
Nicht der Liebe Götterlust,
Kennet nicht den Tausch der Seelen,
Nicht in Thränen schmilzt er hin;
Selbst des Lebens Kämpfe stählen
Härter seinen harten Sinn.

Aber, wie leise vom Zephyr erschüttert,
Schnell die äolische Harfe erzittert,
Also die fühlende Seele der Fraun.
Zärtlich geängstet vom Bilde der Qualen,
Wallet der liebende Busen, es strahlen
Perlend die Augen von himmlischem Thau.

In der Männer Herrschgebiete
Gilt der Stärke trotzig Recht;
Mit dem Schwert beweist der Scythe,
Und der Perser wird zum Knecht.
Es befehden sich im Grimme
Die Begierden wild und roh,
Und der Eris rauhe Stimme
Waltet, wo die Charis floh.

Aber mit sanft überredender Bitte
Führen die Frauen den Scepter der Sitte,
Löschen die Zwietracht, die tobend entglüht,
Lehren die Kräfte, die feindlich sich hassen,
Sich in der lieblichen Form zu umfassen,
Und vereinen, was ewig sich flieht.

The French Version

Daniel Gerhartz Art

HONOREZ LES FEMMES.
Friedrich Schiller
Traduction par X. Marmier

Honorez les femmes : elles tressent et mêlent des roses célestes à la vie terrestre ; elles forment l’heureux lien de l’amour et, sous ce voile pudique des grâces, elles entretiennent d’une main pieuse et vigilante le feu éternel des nobles sentiments.

Sans cesse hors des bornes de la vérité s’égare l’ardeur sauvage de l’homme : sans cesse ses pensées l’entraînent sur l’océan des passions. Il étend une main avide vers l’espace, jamais son cœur n’est satisfait, ses rêves inquiets l’emportent jusque dans les sphères éloignées.

Mais avec le charme d’un regard tout-puissant les femmes rappellent le fugitif, et lui font reconnaître les traces du présent. Sous la sainte garde de leur mère, dans leurs habitudes, elles sont restées les filles fidèles de la vraie nature.

Rudes sont les efforts de l’homme ; avec sa force écrasante, il s’en va à travers la vie sans repos et sans relâche. Ce qu’il créa, il le détruit : jamais la lutte de ses désirs ne s’arrête : ils tombent, et renaissent comme les têtes de l’hydre.

Mais satisfaites d’une gloire paisible, les femmes cueillent la fleur du moment et l’entretiennent avec des soins touchants ; plus libres que l’homme dans leur cercle restreint, plus riches que lui dans les domaines de leur savoir, dans les immenses trésors de la poésie.

Fière et superbe, se suffisant à elle-même, l’âme froide de l’homme ne connaît pas le bonheur de l’union des cœurs, les joies célestes de l’amour. Elle ne connaît pas l’échange des âmes, elle ne se fond pas en larmes affectueuses, les combats de la vie ne font qu’endurcir encore sa dureté première.

Mais l’âme sensible de la femme ressemble à la harpe éolienne qui frémit au souffle léger du Zéphire. L’image de la souffrance jette une tendre anxiété dans leurs cœurs généreux, et les larmes mouillent leurs paupières comme une rosée céleste.

Là où s’étend l’impérieuse domination de l’homme, là règne orgueilleusement le droit du plus fort. Le Scythe brandit son épée, et le Perse devient esclave. Les désirs impétueux et sauvages sont en lutte, et la rude voix des sombres puissances commande aux lieux abandonnés par les Grâces.

Mais avec de douces et persuasives prières, les femmes tiennent le sceptre de la vertu : elle éteignent le feu ardent des dissensions, elles apprennent aux forces hostiles et ennemies, à se contenir sous des formes aimables, et réunissent ce qui toujours se fuit.

Happy Women's Day - Romantic Saxophone

Happy Women's Day

Music :
Giovanni Marradi-For You Mom

Inspirational Woman Quotes

When women are the advisers,the lords of creation don't take the advice till they have persuaded themselves that it is just what they intended to do.Then they act upon it,and,if it succeeds,they give the weaker vessel half the credit of it.If it fails,they generously give her the whole.
Louisa May Alcott,Learning To Forget

I am no bird; and no net ensnares me:I am a free human being with an independent will.
Charlotte Brontë

There are only three things to be done with a woman.
You can love her,suffer for her,or turn her into literature.
Henry Miller

Being a woman is a terribly difficult task,since it consists principally in dealing with men.
Joseph Conrad

A lady's imagination is very rapid;it jumps from admiration to love,from love to matrimony in a moment.
Jane Austen,Pride and Prejudice

I hate to hear you talk about all women as if they were fine ladies instead of rational creatures.
None of us want to be in calm waters all our lives.
Jane Austen, Persuasion

Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate,no lock,no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.
Virginia Woolf,A Room of One's Own

The most beautiful makeup of a woman is passion. But cosmetics are easier to buy.
Yves Saint-Laurent

All the reasonings of men are not worth one sentiment of women.
Voltaire

On Woman by Khalil Gibran

Pino Daeni Art

Men who do not forgive women their little faults
will never enjoy their great virtues.
Khalil Gibran