Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Valentine

"Words can never tell you, however, -- form them, transform them anyway, -- how perfectly dear you are to me -- perfectly dear to my heart and soul. I look back, and in every one point, every word and gesture, every letter, every silence -- you have been entirely perfect to me -- I would not change one word, one look. I am all gratitude -- and all pride (under the proper feeling which ascribes pride to the right source) all pride that my life has been so crowned by you." -poet Robert Browning to his soon-to-be wife Elizabeth Barrett in 1846.

Almost as romantic as the dozen red roses from my wonderful husband :)

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