Quotes on Valentines Day

Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.

Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance.

You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.

Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.

People live for love. They kill for love. They die for love. They have songs, poems, novels, sculptures, paintings, myths, legends. It's one of the most powerful brain systems on Earth for both great joy and great sorrow.

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky

True love stories never have endings.

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.

Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.

Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.

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.

In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.

Love is like swallowing hot chocolate before it has cooled off. It takes you by surprise at first, but keeps you warm for a long time.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.

The world is changed by your example, not by your opinion.

Love was just a word to me. Until you came along and gave it meaning.

So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by thee.

It doesn't have to be on Valentine's Day. It doesn't have to be by the time you turn eighteen or thirty-three or fifty-nine. It doesn't have to conform to whatever is usual. It doesn't have to be kismet at once, or rhapsody by the third date. It just has to be. In time. In place. In spirit. It just has to be.

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.