Happy Saturday, readers! Valentine’s Day is just around the corner. Let’s celebrate the season with some lovely Victorian cards. Enjoy!
“Valentine’s Day is the poet’s holiday.”
“She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.”
“Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.”
“Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.”
― The The History of Love
“He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. “– Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
To hold stars in your hands, you must at first have the universe in your heart.”
“I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.”
― Pride and Prejudice
“Every great love starts with a great story…”
― The Notebook
“Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.”
“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever.”
“You are, and always have been, my dream.”
― The Notebook
“And when her lips met mine, I knew that I could live to be a hundred and visit every country in the world, but nothing would ever compare to that single moment when I first kissed the girl of my dreams and knew that my love would last forever.”
“So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.”
― The Alchemist
“In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.”
― Pride And Prejudice
“He wondered if she really understood the depth of his love for her. He’d
give his life if she asked, his very soul. He would get her that house. He’d build it with his own two hands. Oh, yes, he would, and together they would start their lives together, raise a beautiful family, and eventually they would grow old, happy in their love and memories. He imagined their children and grandchildren, even their great grandchildren running through the house, playing up and down the stairs.
Their laughter would ring like little bells, happy and safe inside the towering walls.”
―AnneMarie Dapp, Autumn Lady
Thank you for visiting today! I hope you have a lovely weekend full of reading and romance.
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