Quotes About Cupid

This Palamon answered, "I do agree." And, thus, did they part till the morrow, when each of them had pledged upon his faith to return. Oh, Cupid, who knows no Charity! Oh, Monarch, who reigns alone! Truly is it said that neither Love nor Lordship will willingly brook any challenge, as full well have Arcita and Palamon found.

Cupid's not the only one with an arrow," I scowled

Oh, did you expect me to play fair?" Cupid laughed. "I am the god of love. I am never fair.

If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark

You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings and soar with them above a common bound.

Without Valentine's Day, February would be... well, January.

I claim there ain't Another Saint As great as Valentine.

I'm fighting for this girl on the battlefield of love Got me look like baby Cupid Sending arrows from above

The blushing cheek speaks modest mind,The lips befitting words most kind,The eye does tempt to love's desire,And seems to, say 'tis "Cupid's fire.

Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.

I'd wish for a night in June A silv'ry moon real soon A moon that makes you want to spoon And softly croon love's tune Then a tree that I could trust A bench that holds just two Then I'd wish for Cupid's loving dish And then I'd wish for you

And sure there is music even in the beauty, and the silent note which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument; for there is music wherever there is harmony, order, or proportion; and thus far we may maintain the music of the spheres

Sure there is music even in the beauty, and the silent note which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument. For there is a music wherever there is a harmony, order, or proportion; and thus far we may maintain the music of the spheres.

Sure there is music even in the beauty, and the silent note which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument. For there is music wherever there is harmony, order and proportion; and thus far we may maintain the music of the spheres; for those well ordered motions, and regular paces, though they give no sound unto the ear, yet to the understanding they strike a note most full of harmony.

My merry, merry, merry roundelay Concludes with Cupid's curse, They that do change old love for new, Pray gods, they change for worse!

She was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen. She was fair skinned and golden haired, full-blood Italian. The air was suddenly filled with banana leaves. We started talking and my head started to spin. Cupid's arrow had whistled past my ears before, but this time it hit me in the heart and the weight of it dragged me overboard.

The last notes dripped from the mandolin and melted like magic coinage into nothing. The nothing contained the hall, the limbo that was blind as Cupid, did not breathe, held to its own fancies, its own hidden wants and musings.

Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!

Nice shot, Cupid.

Honor is not in killing love. Rather, honor is in giving birth to love, in being the cupid in a love story.

Like Cupid, your promiseswere just misses.

FERMÍN CAME TO WORK BORNE ON the wings of Cupid, smiling and whistling boleros. In any other

Cupido,Upon his shuldres wynges hadde he two;And blynd he was, as it is often seene;A bowe he bar and arwes brighte and kene.

Amor vincit omnia