Roses are Red

With the Valentine’s Day fast approaching, our thoughts inevitably turn to our loved ones. In our humble opinion, love notes, timeless and unique, will leave a lasting impression and make a profound impact on the object of your desire. We would like to share some inspirational quotes and poems with those who are romantics at
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With the Valentine’s Day fast approaching, our thoughts inevitably turn to our loved ones. In our humble opinion, love notes, timeless and unique, will leave a lasting impression and make a profound impact on the object of your desire. We would like to share some inspirational quotes and poems with those who are romantics at heart, wishing to pour out their feelings in a love note.

Sense and Sensibility, Jane Austen

“’Oh, Elinor, you have made me hate myself forever. How barbarous have I been to you! — you, who have been my only comfort, who have born with me in all my misery, who have seemed to be suffering only for me!’”

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Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy

“Love. The reason I dislike that word is that it means too much for me, far more than you can understand.”

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Great Expectations, Charles Dickens

“To conceal anything from those to whom I am attached, is not in my nature. I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart.”

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Clarissa, Or The History Of A Young Lady, Samuel Richardson

“By my soul, I can neither eat, drink, nor sleep; nor, what’s still worse, love any woman in the world but her.”

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The beautiful and the damned, F. Scott Fitzgerald

“She was dazzling– alight; it was agony to comprehend her beauty in a glance.”

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Far From The Madding Crowd, Thomas Hardy

“Her love was entire as a child’s, and though warm as summer it was fresh as spring.”

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Vanity Fair, William Makepeace Thackeray

“You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.”

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Madame Bovary, Gustave Flaubert

“Love, to her, was something hat comes suddenly, like a blinding flash of lightning — a heaven-sent storm hurled into life, uprooting it, sweeping every will before it like a leaf, engulfing all feelings.”

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The Age Of Innocence, Edith Wharton

“I couldn’t have spoken like this yesterday, because when we’ve been apart, and I’m looking forward to seeing you, every thought is burnt up in a great flame. But then you come; and you’re so much more than I remembered, and what I want of you is so much more than an hour or two every now and then, with wastes of thirsty waiting between, that I can sit perfectly still beside you, like this, with that other vision in my mind, just quietly trusting it to come true.”

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Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë

“I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond you. What were the use of my creation, if I were entirely contained here? My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff’s miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning: my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it. My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.”

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Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë

“I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy — my better self – my good angel — I am bound to you with a strong attachment. I think you good, gifted, lovely: a fervent, a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life, wrap my existence about you — and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one.”

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In Memoriam, Alfred Tennyson

"I hold it true, whate'er befall; 
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all."
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Romeo and Juliet, William Shakespeare

"Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.”
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A Red, Red Rose, Robert Burns

O my Luve's like a red, red rose, 
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!
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Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience, William Blake

"Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair."
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Life in a love, Robert Browning

Escape me?
Never—
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us both,
Me the loving and you the loth,
While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
My life is a fault at last, I fear—
It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed—
But what if I fail of my purpose here?
It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
And baffled, get up to begin again,—
So the chase takes up one's life, that's all.
While, look but once from your farthest bound,
At me so deep in the dust and dark,
No sooner the old hope drops to ground
Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,
I shape me—
Ever
Removed!
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She Walks in Beauty, George Gordon Byron

She walks in beauty, like the night 
     Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
     Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
     Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
     Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
     Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
     How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
     So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
     But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
     A heart whose love is innocent!
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Stella

Stella is a Marketing Consultant and has been writing content for Full Text Archive since 2015. When she is not writing, she is meticulously planning our social and e-mail campaigns. Stella holds a bachelor’s degree in English and Russian Literature, which has provided a broad foundation from which she continues to explore the written world.

She spends her free time reading, visiting old castles and discovering new coffee shops. She can be reached at stella

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