Every year, we have a chance to express ourselves to those we love in a very personal and meaningful way. Here are some of the thoughts of the great lovers throughout history.
How Do I Love Thee
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)
Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!
~Thomas Hood
Loving is not just looking at each other, it’s looking in the same direction.
~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Wind, Sand, and Stars, 1939
Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.
~Albert Einstein
For you see, each day I love you more Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.
~Rosemonde Gerard
Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.
~Author Unknown
You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into
your lover’s arms can only come later when you’re sure they won’t laugh if you trip.
~Jonathan Carroll, “Outside the Dog Museum”
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
~William Shakespeare
kisses are a better fate than wisdom.
~e.e. cummings
Who, being loved, is poor?
~Oscar Wilde
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
~Robert Browning
We loved with a love that was more than love.
~Edgar Allan Poe
Love is a game that two can play and both win.
~Eva Gabor
The heart has its reasons that reason knows nothing of.
~Blaise Pascal, Pensées, 1670
At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
~Plato
Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
~Percy Bysshe Shelley
How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds,
that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
~Victor Hugo
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
~Robert Frost
Love is the poetry of the senses.
~Honoré de Balzac
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
~William Shakespeare
Love is a canvas furnished by Nature and embroidered by imagination.
~Voltaire