Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.— William Shakespeare
Tempting Cupidity quotations
Oh, did you expect me to play fair?" Cupid laughed. "I am the god of love. I am never fair.
War stirs in men's hearts the mud of their worst instincts.
It puts a premium on violence, nourishes hatred, and gives free rein to cupidity. It crushes the weak, exalts the unworthy, and bolsters tyranny .. .Time and time again it has destroyed all ordered living, devastated hope, and put the prophets to death.
Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.
Falling in love is dying by the cupid's bow.
Oh, innocent victims of Cupid, remember this terse little verse: To let a fool kiss you is stupid. To let a kiss fool you is worse.
I don't worry about getting old. I'm old already. Only young people worry about getting old. When I was 65, I had Cupid's eczema. I don't believe in dying. It's been done. I'm working on a new exit. Besides, I can't die now - I'm booked.
Love cannot live where there is no trust.
The Emperor himself amassed his great riches.
The older he grew, the greater became his greed, his pitiable cupidity... he and his people took millions from the state treasurer and left cemeteries full of people who had died of hunger, cemeteries visible from the windows of the royal palace
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings and soar with them above a common bound.
The wounds invisible that Love's keen arrows make.
Valentine's Day is the day when you remember that Cupid was a lousy shot.
There is musick, even in the beauty and the silent note which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument.
But love is blind and lovers cannot see
Flower of this purple dye, Hit with Cupid's archery, Sink in apple of his eye.
Cupid "the little greatest god."
Cupid is a knavish lad, Thus to make poor females mad.
Cupid is anything but cute. As for handing our hearts, he’s more likely to rip them out. (Julian) But he can make people fall in love. (Selena) No. What he offers is an illusion. No power from above can make one human love another. Love comes from within the heart. (Julian)
In the true mythology, Love is an immortal child, and Beauty leads him as a guide; nor can we express a deeper sense than when we say, Beauty is the pilot of the young soul.
Remove the temptation of idleness and cupids bow is useless.
Cupid makes it his sport to pull the warrior's plum.
Love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams Driving back shadows over low'ring hills. Therefore do nimble-pinioned doves draw Love, And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings.
The Fur Company may be called the exterminating medium of these wild and almost uninhabitable regions, which cupidity or the love of money alone would induce man to venture into. Where can I now go and find nature undisturbed?
Cupid in these latter times has probably laid aside his bow and arrow, and uses fire-arms -- a pistol -- perhaps a revolver.
Stupid cupid keeps on calling me, but I see nothing in his eyes. I miss my babe
Love is a child that talks in broken language, yet then he speaks most plain.
Now, 'Dasher!' now, 'Dancer!' now, 'Prancer' and 'Vixen!' On, 'Comet!' on, 'Cupid!' on, 'Donner' and 'Blitzen!'
It wasn‟t even desire. It was far more than that. It was love. Love. With a capital L and swirly script and hearts and flowers and whatever else the angels— and yes, all those annoying little cupids—wished to use for embellishment.
Yet but three come one more. Two of both kinds make up four. Ere she comes curst and sad. Cupid is a knavish lad. Thus to make poor females mad.
Before the birth of Love, many fearful things took place through the empire of necessity; but when this god was born, all things rose to men.
I love myself, I no longer need Cupid...
..,No love cannot leave where there is no trust..,~cupid and psyche..,"Greek mythology of Edith Hamilton
Take away leisure and Cupid's bow is broken
Wild, dark times are rumbling toward us, and the prophet who wishes to write a new apocalypse will have to invent entirely new beasts, and beasts so terrible that the ancient animal symbols of St. John will seem like cooing doves and cupids in comparison.