Valentine Quotes

“It wouldn't be my move," Jace agreed. "First the candy and flowers, then the apology letters, then the ravenous demon hordes. In that order.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Fate is never fair. You are caught in a current much stronger than you are; struggle against it and you'll drown not just yourself but those who try to save you. Swim with it. and you'll survive”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“Jace looked as if she had slapped him. "Why are you determined not to believe us?"
"Because she loves you," said Valentine.
Clary felt the blood drain out of her face.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“They'll say you are bad
or perhaps you are mad
or at least you
should stay undercover.
Your mind must be bare
if you would dare
to think you can love
more than one lover.”
― David Rovics

“If my Valentine you won't be,
I'll hang myself on your Christmas tree.”
― Ernest Hemingway, 88 Poems

“He: "Whale you be my valentine?" She: "Dolphinitely.”
― Adam Young

“None of us could be happy for long, doing nothing.”
― Orson Scott Card, Ender’s Game

“What else should you be? Human beings didn't evolve brains in order to lie around on lakes. Killing's the first thing we learned. And a good thing we did, or we'd be dead, and the tigers would own the earth.”
― Orson Scott Card, Ender’s Game

“...; Clary saw the group of lycanthropes look up, alert as a group of hunting dogs senting game. She turned-
And saw Luke, tired and bloodstained, coming through the double doors of the Hall.
She ran toward him. Forgetting how upset she'd been when he'd left, and forgetting how angry he'd been with her for bringing them here, forgetting everything but how glad she was to see him. He looked surprised for a moment as she barreled toward him- then he smiled, and put his arms out, and picked her up as he hugged her, the way he'd done when she'd been very small. He smelled like blood and flannel and smoke, and for a moment she closed her eyes, thinking of the way Alec had grabbed onto Jace the moment he'd seen him in the Hall, because that was what you did with family when you'd been worried about them, you grabbed them and held on to them and told them how much they'd pissed you off, and it was okay, becaused no matter how angry you got, they still belonged to you. And what she had said to Valentine was true. Luke was her family.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“To a man, sex is the ultimate expression of love. It is pure pleasure. But to a woman there exists something greater than pleasure―gestures of adoration. A gentle caress on the cheek, an attentive smile, a soft kiss while swept away in a slow dance, the whispered words 'You're beautiful'―these are the tokens of love that women cherish.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year

“Hackers are nerdy, pasty, tubby, little geeks with triple thick glasses and this is probably a demented otaku with smelly feet. So catching him will be a breeze!”
― Keiko Nobumoto, Cowboy Bebop Film Manga, Volume 1

“I love you Ender. More than ever. No matter what you decide.”
― Orson Scott Card, Ender’s Game

“A soulmate will never leave you. They will always be apart of your life until one day the chance is given for them to become your life. It is then you will become one.”
― Faye Hall

“Prove that you love me through a lingering gaze and never losing that twinkle of adoration in your eyes.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, and Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

“She turned and bolted out the door. She had learnt an important lesson - "When a man paid 'for' you...you paid 'to' him." It was her first Valentine slaughter.”
― Mallika Nawal, I'm a Woman & I'm on SALE

“Nothing belongs to itself anymore.
These trees are yours because you once looked at them.
These streets are yours because you once traversed them.
These coffee shops and bookshops, these cafés and bars, their sole owner is you.
They gave themselves so willingly, surrendering to your perfume.
You sang with the birds and they stopped to listen to you.
You smiled at the sheepish stars and they fell into your hair.
The sun and moon, the sea and mountain, they have all left from heartbreak.
Nothing belongs to itself anymore.
You once spoke to Him, and then God became yours.
He sits with us in darkness now
to plot how to make you ours.” K.K.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“I would have to break the ice with a warm smile that would melt her heart.”
― Tai Odunsi, Cupid's Academy: The Miseducation of Mergatroyd, Love god in Training

“Unless the object of the singer’s affection is a vampire, surely what Hart means is unphotogenic. Only vampires are unphotographable, but affectionate ‘-enic’ rhymes are hard to come by.”
― Stephen Sondheim, Finishing the Hat: Collected Lyrics, 1954-1981, With Attendant Comments, Principles, Heresies, Grudges, Whines, and Anecdotes

“Fearful that they would be caught, the young lovers cast themselves into the sea with their stone, saying these words, "May we ever be united in love and hidden as long as this stone hides in deep waters.”
― Rebecca Boucher, Novel Hearts

“O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible,
As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple!
My master sues to her, and she hath taught her suitor,
He being her pupil, to become her tutor.
O excellent device! was there ever heard a better,
That my master, being scribe, to himself should write the letter?
Valentine. How now, sir? what are you reasoning with yourself?
Speed. Nay, I was rhyming: 'tis you that have the reason.”
― William Shakespeare, The Two Gentlemen of Verona

“Valentine went back to class without answering. That night Demosthenes published a scathing denunciation of the population limitation laws. People should be allowed to have as many children as they like, and the surplus population should be sent to other worlds, to spread mankind so far across the galaxy that no danger, no invasion could ever threaten the human race with annihilation. "The most noble title any child can have," Demosthenes wrote, "is Third.”
― Orson Scott Card, Ender’s Game

“You're my rose and I am the dew sticked to you who never wants to fall apart.”
― Himanshu Singla

“How could such a bitter thing become a means of pleasure? Everything on Valentine was the opposite. Work needn't be suffering, it could unite folks. A bright child like Chester might thrive and prosper, as Molly and her friends did. A mother raise her daughter with love and kindness. A beautiful soul like Caesar could be anything he wanted here, all of them could be: own a spread, be a schoolteacher, fight for colored rights. Even be a poet. In her Georgia misery she had pictured freedom, and it had not looked like this. Freedom was a community laboring for something lovely and rare.”
― Colson Whitehead, The Underground Railroad

“For a happy life, love eat travel!”
― Michelle Valentine

“Three months ago Valentine would have said no because it was easy to be gracious when you were largely indifferent. When manner were just another mask. Three weeks ago, he would have said yes because his wounded pride demanded it. But what Valentine cared about, and what he didn't, had been in the oddest state of flux lately.”
― Alexis Hall, Something Fabulous

“If Valentine was a saint, chances are he died single and unmarried.”
― Mwanandeke Kindembo

“For a happy life, love eat travel!”
― Michelle Valentine, Ultimate Packing Guide

“If you were not so gentle,
If you were hard to please,
If you were never patient
And always ill at ease,

If you were far from humble,
If you could not forgive,
If all you did was grumble
And curse the life you live,

If you were irreligious,
If you were not composed,
If you were quite ignoble,
If you had not proposed,

If you were daft as killdeer,
If you were less than kind,
If you were proud and pushy,
I’d pay you little mind.
And never would I ever
Call you Valentine.

But you are kind and gentle,
So patiently at ease.
You’re gracious, sweet, and humble.
Not ever hard to please.

You evince faith and service;
They dictate how you live.
Good will along with mercy
Allow you to forgive.

Despite the trials and heartaches,
You count your blessings all.
Despite the miles between us,
Persistently you call.

The gestures of affection.
The compliments so kind.
The selfless acts of service
Endear you in my mind.
And that, my dear, is why I
Call you Valentine.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, A Heart Made of Tissue Paper

“The Romantic Charter by Stewart Stafford

Eyes dazzled by romance's shine,
Hostage suitor of Cupid and you,
A willing disciple of St Valentine,
With pierced heart of rosiest hue.

Love is the next world's currency,
All wealth we must leave behind,
Call it the discarnate treasury,
A repository of delicacies dined.

Even if adoration sours on the lips,
Or toxicity springs from intoxication,
Nothing erases the first steps of bliss,
Or can demolish memory's foundation.

© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“The strength of love lies in its vulnerability.”
― Aloo Denish Obiero