February...Bending from heaven, in azure mirth, it kissed the forehead of the earth and smiled upon the silent sea, and bade the frozen streams be free, and waked to music all their fountains, and breathed upon the frozen mountains.
~Percy Byssle Shelly~
February is merely as long as is needed to pass the time until March.
On the wind in February snowflakes float still, half inclined to turn to rain, nipping, dripping, chill.
~Christina Georgina Rossetti~
Cold and snowy February does seem slow and trying, very. Still, a month made gay by Cupid never could be wholly stupid.
~Louise Bennett Weaver and Helen Cowles LeCron~