I’m a bit of a curmudgeon. I don’t like Valentine’s Day and New Year’s and Halloween.
My granddaddy on my momma’s side, he was a romantic. He loved love songs. Every Valentine’s Day, I remember him buying a red carnation for my grandmomma, my momma and my sister. That was something you could count on every year.
Usually, Valentine’s Day comes and goes with just a day or two of news media attention to courtship and marriage.
When I retired from the NFL, my son was born on my birthday two weeks later, which is Valentine’s Day. Imagine having a son born on your birthday.
I think men and women will both agree that one of the perks of being single on Valentine’s Day is that you get to keep your money in your pocket.
People value Halloween, like Valentine’s Day, because they can tell themselves that it’s not merely secularized but actually secular, which is to say, not Christian, Jewish, Hindu or Muslim.
I think Valentine’s Day is one of those holidays like New Year’s where people develop such high expectations that even if it’s a decent day, it doesn’t live up, and it’s disappointing.
I treat my wife very differently than I treat my chums and my pals. I wouldn’t worry about calling them on Valentine’s Day, opening the door for them, or making sure they were OK.
For Valentine’s Day, I wrote my crush a song and had it professionally recorded. I never released it, though, because I wanted it to be a song just for her. I thought it would be more special that way.
Mother’s Day is a torment if your mother is dead. Valentine’s Day is a torment if you don’t got one. And at some point in our lives, we will be tormented by Valentine’s Day even if we’re relatively lucky in love.
What compels the Hindu right’s volcanic reaction to Valentine’s Day? Some of its members have protested that the holiday is the product of a ‘rotten imported culture’ from the West.
Every year of my life, my dad has sent me a Valentine’s Day gift. Whether I was in the same house or across the country, he always sent something.
When I was 17, I had my first proper girlfriend, and on Valentine’s Day, I painted a canvas of her, bought her a massage, put flowers on the stairs, and ran a bath.
As the World Champion, every day is pretty much like Valentine’s Day for me – as far as hooking up with the ladies.
I get letters every year from women who think Valentine’s Day is an empty exercise, but are ironically pretty exercised when their boyfriends neglect or forget it.
When I was 19, I celebrated my first Valentine’s Day while being in a relationship. I was so excited, but didn’t know what the rules were. What should I get him, or was I even supposed to get him something?
Valentine’s Day is definitely one of those days where it’s either awesome or it’s a downer.
Every Valentine’s Day growing up, my dad would give me a strawberry cream-filled chocolate heart from Russell Stover.
The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score; Then to that twenty, add 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 kiss afresh, as when we first begun.
How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
I just think Valentine’s Day is a day to really appreciate the person you love, no matter who it is, and to spend time with them. I don’t think it’s all about fancy presents or whatever. I think it’s about spending that quality time with that special person.
Valentine’s Day is one of those tricky celebrations where you’re damned if you do and damned if you don’t. If you love it, you’re buying into a holiday created to sell greeting cards, bad bouquets, and shoddy love-themed stuffed animals. And if you’re opposed to it, you’re considered lonely and single and have clearly never had a valentine.
Every Valentine’s Day, I pretend I don’t care. Like many of us, I say I don’t want the flowers or chocolates or a homemade card. How cheesy. I pretend that it’s over-the-top to want the person you like to make you a ridiculously nice dinner, or do some showy gesture, ala John Cusack with the boombox in ‘Say Anything.’
I think diamonds represent luxury, indulgence, and class. So any time you can incorporate a gift that is synonymous with all those attributes, you know the other person will love it. I would challenge someone to find something that better represents Valentine’s Day more than diamonds!
