#valentine

I'll love you, dear, I'll love you till China and Africa meet and the river jumps over the mountain and the salmon sing in the street. ↗

— W. H. Auden

#africa #china #dear #i #jumps

What I find most disturbing about Valentine's Day is, look, I get that you have to have a holiday of love, but in the height of flu season, it makes no sense. ↗

— Lewis Black

#day #disturbing #find #flu #get

Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey. ↗

— Lord Byron

#fear #find #love #paths #prey

Husbands are like fires - they go out when they're left unattended. ↗

— Cher

#fires #go #husbands #left #like

Some women flirt more with what they say, and some with what they do. ↗

— Anna Held

#flirt #more #say #some #they say

How sweet it is! ↗

— Jackie Gleason

#how #sweet

It was February sixth: eight days until Valentine's Day. I was dateless, as usual, deep in the vice grip of unrequited love. It was bad enough not having a boyfriend for New Year's Eve. Now I had to cope with Valentine datelessness, feeling consummate social pressure from every retailer in America who stuck hearts and cupids in their windows by January second to rub it in. (Thwonk) ↗

— Joan Bauer

#commercialization #humor #self-pity #unrequited-love #valentine-s-day

My honey child, them housing projects Cannot contain her multitudes A sunbeam, hard upon her Just a fly strugglin’ through her braid loops Watch me prove to ‘em I’m more than nothin’ But a ragamuffin with homesick eyes Yes, when it gets to be the same old thing Shorty you ought to come and see about me My love, she is a drummer Than industrial steel, her backbone tougher The eloping night and the honey moon that trails Just dirt ‘neath her finger nails I’ll be down on them crossroads ‘Til daybreak winks a bright eye And if it gets to be the same old thing Shorty you ought to come and see about me She’s heard all the right things And they did not persuade her She has no use for your words What she wants is your labor ‘Cause when gringos speak of minorities They tend to keep their voices low Ah, but when that gets to be the same old thing Shorty you ought to come and see about me ↗

— Valentine Xavier

#bravado #love #poverty #station #valentine-xavier-bronzeville

Where there is great love, there are always wishes. ↗

— Willa Cather

#always #great #great love #love #where

We don't believe in rheumatism and true love until after the first attack. ↗

— Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach

#after #attack #believe #first #love