On Valentine’s Day, hearts abound, the world is filled with the scent of roses, love is in the air. To help you celebrate the lighter side of that special day, here are a dozen delicious witty quotations from Words of Love: Quotations from the Heart.
Love is much nicer to be in than an automobile accident, a tight girdle, a higher tax bracket or a holding pattern over Philadelphia.
If love is the answer, could you rephrase the question?
What a silly thing love is! It is not half as useful as logic, for it does not prove anything and it is always telling one things that are not going to happen, and making one believe things that are not true.
To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down.
We want to be rich, to be admired, to eat like a horse and be skinny as a snake. To have small children ask for our autographs, to be on terrific medications that make us calm and witty and sexy. To sing Irving Berlin and Gershwin and Porter at the Oak Room and be described in the Times as “luminous.” But in the absence of all that, it’s enough to be loved.
Romantic love is mental illness. But it’s a pleasurable one.
A guy knows he's in love when he loses interest in his car
for a couple of days.
I was nauseous and tingly all over.
I was either in love or I had smallpox.
Teenagers don’t know what love is. They have mixed up ideas. They go for a drive, and the boy runs out of gas, and they smooch a little and the girl says she loves him. That isn’t love. Love is when you are married twenty-five years, smooching in your living room, and he runs out of gas and she says she still loves him. That’s love.
A boy's love comes from a full heart;
a man's is more often the result of a full stomach..
Jerome K. Jerome
“Love, shmove,” Papa used to say, “I love blintzes; Did I marry one?”
My wife is really sentimental. One Valentine’s Day I gave her a ring, and to this day, she has never forgotten those three little words
that were engraved inside—Made in Taiwan!