Quotes About Romance

To be looked at by Susan, naked, with those eyes, over a glass of pink champagne, was all I knew on earth, and all I had to know.

Did William Powell take Myrna Loy to a Dunkin' Donut shop?" "He didn't know enough," I said. I raised my coffee cup toward her.

I peeked under the covers. Susan was naked except for a pair of thick white athletic socks. This was another good sign. Susan

peeked under the covers. Susan was naked except for a pair of thick white athletic socks. This was another good sign. Susan

I was doing curls. Hawk said, "How you and Susan doing?" "Love is lovelier," I said, "the second time around." "Worth the scramble," Hawk said.

You walked a mile in the rain to drink hot water?" "To be with you," she said. "You're better than pie." And I turned under the umbrella and embraced her with my free arm and pressed my mouth against hers and held her hard against me and smelled her perfume and closed my eyes and kissed her for a long time in the still rain, and even after

Satyriasis?" Susan

I was sitting with the girl of my dreams on a bench in the Boston Public Garden watching the swan boats circle the little lagoon.

he gets turned down oftener than the lamp in the parlor of a sailor's girlfriend.

O lyric love! half angel half bird

Who was a queen and loved a poet once Humpbacked, a dwarf? ah, women can do that!

But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.

But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever. Had we never lou'd sae kindly, Had we never lou'd sae blindly, Never met - or never parted - We had ne'er been broken hearted

But I remain with Rennie because she too is stubborn, because love requires us to stubbornly imperil each other, to demand that which can't be given and to go on demanding it. Every romance is a war of philosophies; the stakes are the romance itself. And if one person wins, it's all over.

Come over the hills and far with me And be my love in the rain.

A poet never takes notes..you never take notes in a Love Affair.

The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift, The road is forlorn all day, Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift, And the hoof-prints vanish away. The roadside flowers, too wet for the bee, Expend their bloom in vain. Come over the hills and far with me, And be my love in the rain.

Come, be my love in the wet woods, come, Where the boughs rain when it blows.

WEDDINGS ARE USUALLY THOUGHT OF AS fairytale times when Real Life is momentarily suspended.

What will seduce a person is the effort we expend on their behalf, showing how much we care, how much they are worth. Leaving things to chance is a recipe for disaster, and reveals that we do not take love and romance very seriously. It

Write poetry as if you were in love. If you are always in love you will not always write the same poem, but if you are never in love, you may. - from My Olivetti Speaks

cupid, get your worthless ass down here

He took possession of my lips even before the last word left my mouth, taking them, tasting them. Claiming them in a way that was all male, all possession, all desire. No one had ever kissed me like that. No one.

Maggie scoffed. Denial will not save you when Cupid's arrow find its mark. If i see Cupid anywhere in the vicinity, I'm ripping his chubby little arms off. Vanda yanked the door open to Romatech.