Quotes About Romance

Prawda jest córÄ… czasu poczÄ™tÄ… w przypadkowym i krótkotrwaÅ'ym romansie ze zbiegiem okolicznoÅ›ci.

And I... Why, it doesn't matter, because Essi smells of verbena, not lilac and gooseberry, doesn't have cool, electrifying skin. Essi's hair is not a black tornado of gleaming curls, Essi's eyes are gorgeous, soft, warm and cornflower blue; they don't blaze with a cold, unemotional, deep violet. Essi will fall asleep afterwards, turn her head away, open her mouth slightly, Essi will not smile in triumph. For Essi... Essi is not Yennefer.

I'm generally in favour of sex on the first date. In the future, I recommend it to you in every respect. It eliminates the necessity of any further rendezvous with the same person, which can be wearisome and time-consuming.

Dell'amore sappiamo poco. Con l'amore è come con una pera. La pera è dolce e ha una forma. Provate un po' a definire la forma della pera.

She tilted her head. He touched her parted lips with his own. Tentatively. First the upper, then the lower. He entwined his fingers in her winding locks, touched her ear, her diamond earring, her neck. Yennefer, returning the kiss, clung to him, and her nimble fingers quickly and surely unfastened the buckles of his jacket

Czu?em jego ?zy i smarki. A mo?e to by?y poca?unki.

Girls are always running through my mind. They don't dare walk.

Ain't misbehavin',I'm savin' my love for you.

Employees make the best dates. You don't have to pick them up and they're always tax-deductible.

People should fall in love with their eyes closed.

I wonder if it's possible to have a love affair that lasts forever.

I'm not a romantic. In life I didn't have much experience with romance.

Moonlight, white satin, roses. A bride.

The more I saw of love, the less I liked the look of it

You're nothing but the furious invention of my virgin nights.

It was a real treat when he'd read me Daisy Miller out loud. But we'd reached the point in our relationship when, in a straight choice between him and Henry James, I'd have taken Henry James any day even if Henry James were dead and not much of a one for the girls when living, either.

Sylvia Day spins a gorgeous adventure in A Touch of Crimson that combines gritty, exciting storytelling with soaring lyricism. Adrian is my favorite kind of hero--an alpha male angel determined to win the heart of his heroine, Lindsay, while protecting her from his lethal enemy. Lindsay is a gutsy, likable woman with paranormal abilities of her own, as well as a dedication to protecting humanity against a race of demonic monsters. This is definitely a book for your keeper shelf.

In spite of photographs taken in beer halls or nightclubs showing her cuddling up to some strapping, smirking youth, it seems that the romantic cliché was true: when she met Adolf Hitler, Eva Braun met her destiny

I'm looking for a guy who makes you want to dance and write poetry all day long.

If he had been, say, the Count of Monte Cristo, he would have drawn from his pocket a small and exquisitely wrought phial, two drops from which would have brought the colour to her cheeks. Her dark eyes might then have rested with gratitude on her deliverer; she might have languidly extended her hand for him to kiss, a thought at which he was so overcome that he had to stop for a moment and recover himself.

Any relation of the Allington Dales?" said Lord Pomfret. "That old Miss Lily Dale was his great-aunt or something of the sort," said Admiral Palliser; but Lord Pomfret had never heard of her. "She was engaged to some man, then broke it off," said the Admiral, "and I gather she lived on the romance till she was well over eighty. A real Victorian heroine.

Put his stamp on me?"  Dee frowned.  "It was a kiss, not a stamp.  Jesus, do I have 'Ryder's Property' stamped on my forehead?" "Check your throat.  Apparently he had his tongue down it, so it's probably there.

When you fall in love, you have to play it out even if everyone calls you crazy. That's why they call it falling. We have no control over it.

In Rio Bravo when Duke makes love to Feathers, the scene dissolves to the next morning where we see him putting on his vest and almost humming. It was subtle, but you knew what happened. Give me a towel and some blankets any day!