A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread-and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness-
Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
-Edward Fitzgerald,
from The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam


Because I love you truly,
Because you love me, too,
My very greatest happiness
Is sharing life with you.


Brew me a cup for a winter's night.
For the wind howls loud and the furies fight;
Spice it with love and stir it with care,
And I'll toast your bright eyes, my sweetheart fair.
-Minna Thomas Antrim


Come in the evening, or come in the morning,
Come when you are looked for, or come without warning,
A thousand welcomes you will find here before you,
And the oftener you come here the more I'll adore you.


Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That valleys, groves, or hills, or fields,
Or woods and steepy mountains yield.
-Christopher Marlowe,
"Passionate Shepherd to His Love"


Do you love me
Or do you not?
You told me once
But I forgot.


Give me a kisse, and to that kisse a score;
Then to that twenty, adde a hundred more;
A thousand to that hundred; so kiss on,
To make that thousand up a million;
Treble that million, and when that is done,
Let's kisse afresh, as when we first begun.
-Robert Herrick, "Hesperides"


Here's to Dan Cupid, the little squirt,
He's lost his pants, he's lost his shirt,
He's lost most everything but his aim,
Which shows that love is a losing game.


Here's to fertility-the toast of agriculture and the bane of love.


Here's to love and unity,
Dark corners and opportunity.


Here's to Love, that begins with a fever and ends with a yawn.


Here's to love-with its billet-doux, bills and coos, biliousness, bills, and bills of divorcement.


Here's to one and only one,
And may that one be he
Who loves but one and only one,
And may that one be me.


Here's to the land we love and the love we land.


Here's to the maid who is thrifty,
And knows it is folly to yearn,
And picks out a lover of fifty,
Because he has money to burn.


Here's to the pictures on my desk. May they never meet.


Here's to the prettiest, here's to the wittiest,
Here's to the truest of all who are true,
Here's to the neatest one, here's to the sweetest one,
Here's to them all in one-here's to you.


Here's to the wings of love-
May they never moult a feather;
Till my big boots and your little shoes
Are under the bed together.


Here's to the woman that I love
And here's to the woman that loves me,
And here's to all those that love her that I love,
And to those that love her that love me.


Here's to this water,
Wishing it were wine
Here's to you, my darling,
Wishing you were mine.


Here's to those who love us,
And here's to those who don't,
A smile for those who are willing to,
And a tear for those who won't.


Here's to those who'd love us
If we only cared;
Here s to those we'd love,
If we only dared.


Here's to you,
May you live as long as you want to,
May you want to as long as you live.


Here's to you who halves my sorrows and doubles my joys.


I drink to your charm, your beauty and your brains-which gives you a rough idea of how hard up I am for a drink.
-Groucho Marx


I have known many,
liked a few,
Loved one-
Here's to you!


I love you more than yesterday, less than tomorrow.


I would be friends with you and have your love.


If I were I, and you were you, would you?
There are times I would and times I wouldn't,
Times that I could and times I couldn't;
But the times I could and would and I felt game
Are the times I'm with you, dear.


If we cannot love unconditionally, love is already in a critical condition.
-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe


It warms me, it charms me,
To mention but her name,
It heats me, it beats me,
And sets me a' on flame.
-Robert Burns


Let us be gay while we may
And seize love with laughter
I'll be true as long as you
But not for a moment after.


Let's drink to love,
Which is nothing-
Unless it's divided by two.


Love, and you shall be loved. All love is mathematically just, as much as the two sides of an algebraic equation.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson


Love doesn't make the world go 'round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.
-Franklin P. Jones


Love is what you've been through with somebody.
-James Thurber


Love makes time pass-
Time makes love pass.


May love draw the curtain and friendship the cork.


May those now love
Who never loved before.
May those who've loved
Now love the more.


May we kiss those we please
And please those we kiss.


May we love as long as we live, and live as long as we love.


Mutual love, the crown of bliss.
-John Milton


Mystery and disappointment are not absolutely indispensable to the growth of love, but they are often very powerful auxiliaries.
-Charles Dickens, Nicholas Nickleby


Say it with flowers
Say it with eats,
Say it with kisses,
Say it with sweets,
Say it with jewelry,
Say it with drink,
But always be careful
Not to say it with ink.


Thou hast no faults, or I no faults can spy;
Thou art all beauty, or all blindness I.


To each man's best and truest love-unless it be himself.


To every lovely lady bright,
I wish a gallant faithful knight;
To every faithful lover, too,
I wish a trusting lady true.
-Sir Walter Scott


The love you give away is the only love you keep.
-Elbert Hubbard


They say there's microbes in a kiss,
This rumor is most rife,
Come lady dear, and make of me an invalid for life.


We'll drink to love, love, the one irresistible force that annihilates distance, caste, prejudice, and principles. Love, the pastime of the Occident, the passion of the East, Love, that stealeth upon us like a thief in the night, robbing us of rest, but bestowing in its place a gift more precious than the sweetest sleep. Love is the burden of my toast-here's looking at you.


Were't the last drop in the well,
As I gasped upon the brink,
Ere my fainting spirit fell,
'Tis to thee I would drink.
-Lord Byron


Yesterday's yesterday while to-day's here,
To-day is to-day till to-morrow appear;
To-morrow's to-morrow until to-day's past-
And kisses are kisses as long as they last.
-Oliver Herford