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Quotations for St Valentine's Day

Oh! if it be to choose and call thee mine,
Love, thou art every day my Valentine.
~Thomas Hood (1799–1845), "For the 14th of February"

Speak, then, my Angel! How say you? Will you be mine, mine? Or am I a fool for having hoped it?... You love me do you not? Dare you trust me; dare you trust your fate with me, as I trust mine with you? Say Yes! ~Thomas Carlyle, letter to Jane Welsh, 1825

Cold and snowy February
Does seem slow and trying, very.
Still, a month made gay by Cupid
Never could be wholly stupid.
~Louise Bennett Weaver and Helen Cowles LeCron, "February," A Thousand Ways to Please a Husband with Bettina's Best Recipes, 1917

Muse, bid the morne awake;
Sad winter now declines:
Each bird doth choose a mate,
This day's Saint Valentines...
~Michael Drayton

I claim there ain't
Another Saint
As great as Valentine.
~Ogden Nash, Happy Days, 1933

The day, the only day returns...
When summer time in winter burns...
Tingeing cheeks with rosy hues...
Even thine, yea, even thine,
Saint of sweethearts, Valentine!
~Leigh Hunt, "A Hymn to Bishop Saint Valentine"

Now forth to fish goes good Saint Valentine,
And baits his gentle hook with tender wishes,
Cupid has lent his bow for rod and line.
Alas! Our time has come — we are the fishes.
~Oliver Herford, "The Fishes," Cupid's Fair-Weather Booke: To All Good Hearticulturists, 1911

My Valentine has paws. ~Patrick McDonnell, @muttscomics, Instagram post, 2020

Old Custom, which to-day allows
      Addresses such as this;
When timid lovers breathe their vows,
      And sing of promised bliss;
Emboldens one, who else would fear
      To make his feelings known...
~Theodore Hook, "Valentine"

Old Custom says, that rhyming words
      Must form the Valentine;
Yet jingling verse but ill accords
      With sentiments like mine...
~Theodore Hook, "Valentine"

I love, till my heart is red as February and purple as March. ~Emily Dickinson

In sighs... my soul is poured to thine;
And Time grows young and Hope grows strong
      To hail my Valentine.
~Thomas Kibble Hervey, "A Valentine"

Without Valentine's Day, February would be... well, January. ~Jim Gaffigan, tweet, 2011,

The happy day in which, sweet heart, for you,
A rosier tint o'erspreads this breast of mine,
Sending its message through Saint Valentine.
~Mary Barker Dodge, "February"

But winter's cheeks are blushing
      To spring most debonair;
Saint Valentine discovers
      To me your beauty rare.
~Sara L. Vickers Oberholtzer, "My Valentine," Souvenirs of Occasions, 1892

Love isn't Cupid really. He's Jupiter and rules all the world. ~Clyde Fitch, Barbara Frietchie, the Frederick Girl, 1900

Her kiss is warm upon my cheek...
Her arms are clinging round my neck...
She loves me more than all the world;
      Yet sadly I foresee,
As time rolls on, some other swain
      May be preferred to me.
Were she sixteen, instead of three,
      This little Daughter of mine,
Another's vows might prove more dear
      Than Papa's valentine.
~Walter Learned, "To My Daughter"

I like funny valentines and solemn ones, with paper frills all over and a little cupid peeping out from behind a tree. I like all kinds of valentines — red and yellow, blue and pink, and especially chocolate cream color. ~John Kendrick Bangs, "Jimmieboy's Valentine," Bikey the Skicycle, 1902  [Altered, quite. —tg]

Love me and the world is mine. ~David Reed & Ernest R. Ball

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind...
~William Shakespeare, Midsummer Night's Dream, c.1595  [I, 1, Helena]

We're all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love. ~Robert Fulghum, True Love

Who, being loved, is poor? ~Oscar Wilde

Without love, what are we worth? Eighty-nine cents! Eighty-nine cents worth of chemicals walking around lonely. ~M*A*S*H, "Love Story," 1973, written by Laurence Marks  [S1, E14, Hawkeye]

The hours I spend with you I look upon as a sort of perfumed garden.... Other men it is said have seen angels but I have seen thee and thou art enough. A light, a beauty, a grace — how often I have used these words. Divine vision, if not divine to all men divine at least to me... ~George Moore, letter to Maud Cunard

But we loved with a love that was more than love... ~Edgar Allan Poe, "Annabel Lee," 1849

Hours fly,
Flowers die:
New days,
New ways:
Pass by!
Love stays.

Time is
Too Slow for those who Wait,
Too Swift for those who Fear,
Too Long for those who Grieve,
Too Short for those who Rejoice;
But for those who Love,
Time is not.
~Henry Van Dyke, "Katrina's Sun-Dial," Music and Other Poems, 1904

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach...
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning, "Translations: Sonnets from the Portuguese," №. XLII, 1850

When you're in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks. ~Natalie Clifford Barney (1876–1972), translated from French by Anna Livia

Take away love, and our earth is a tomb! ~Robert Browning, "Fra Lippo Lippi," Men and Women, 1855

A man is not where he lives but where he loves. ~Latin proverb

But, oh, how much a heart can hold. ~Coventry Patmore, "Rejected," The Angel in the House, 1854

Nobody has ever measured, even the poets, how much a heart can hold. ~Zelda Fitzgerald (1900–1948), as quoted in Nancy Milford, Zelda, 1970

Ah me! love can not be cured by herbs. ~Ovid

When soul meets soul on lovers' lips... ~Percy Bysshe Shelley, "The Moon," Prometheus Unbound, 1820

Love is the silent saying and saying of a single name. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1963

Love is not singular except in syllable. ~Marvin Taylor

Come live in my heart, and pay no rent... ~Samuel Lover

Didst thou but know the inly touch of love,
Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow
As seek to quench the fire of love with words.
~William Shakespeare, Two Gentlemen of Verona, 1594 [II, 7, Julia]

The heart has its reasons that reason knows nothing of. ~Blaise Pascal

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