Quotes About Romance

Hug me till you drug me, honey; Kiss me till I'm in a coma.

Mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters. But there were also husbands, wives, lovers. There were also monogamy and romance. "Though you probably don't know what those are," said Mustapha Mond. They shook their heads. Family, monogamy, romance. Everywhere exclusiveness, a narrow channelling of impulse and energy. "But every one belongs to every one else," he concluded, citing the hypnopædic proverb.

Family, monogamy, romance. Everywhere exclusiveness, a narrow channeling of impulse and energy. But everyone belongs to everyone else, he concluded, citing the hypnopaedic proverb. The students nodded, emphatically agreeing with a statement which upwards of sixty-two thousand repetitions in the dark had made them accept, not merely as true, but as axiomatic , self-evident, utterly indisputable.

But somehow something kind of went wrong on the way between the wanting and the saying. And then the doing seemed to go just as wrong as the saying. She always wanted to do things excitingly, romantically, like in a play. But you can't make things be exciting and romantic, can you?

Family, monogamy, romance. Everywhere exclusiveness, a narrow channelling of impulse and energy.

he was breathing Lenina's perfume, filling his lungs with her essential being. His heart beat wildly; for a moment he was almost faint.

Hug me till you drug me, honey; Kiss me till I'm in a coma: Hug me, honey, snuggly bunny; Love's as good as soma.

Until you've got your mouth full of cocaine, you don't know what kissing is. One kiss goes on from phase to phase like one of those novels by Balzac and Zola and Romain Rolland and D. H. Lawrence and those chaps. And you never get tire. You're on fourth speed all the time, and the engine purrs like a kitten, a big white kitten with the stars in its whiskers.

She lives in the world of Romance, in the perpetual dream of Rapture

Hay algo que se desea más que una primera noche pasada junto a una amante: una segunda

Love must be like a great tragedy. … Like the greatest mystery in the world! None of mundane comforts, calculations and compromises must touch it.

Each woman who loves is a queen, because love is beautiful!

All I have to say is, people no longer know how to love nowadays. I do not see true love. I didn't see it in my time either!

Per mille volte cercò gli occhi di lei, e per mille volte lei trovò i suoi.

Allora lei rise, era la prima volta che la vedevo ridere, e tu lo sai bene, Andersson, com'è Jun quando ride, non è che uno può star lì e far finta di niente, se c'è Jun che gli ride lì davanti è chiaro che uno finisce per pensare se io non bacio quella donna impazzirò. E io pensai: se non bacio quella ragazza impazzirò.

Quando lei aprì gli occhi lui sentì la propria voce dire piano: Io ti amerò per sempre.

Finché alla fine ti bacerò sul cuore, perché ti voglio, morderò la pelle che batte sul tuo cuore, perché ti voglio, e con il cuore tra le mie labbra tu sarai mio, davvero, con la mia bocca nel cuore tu sarai mio, per sempre, se non mi credi apri gli occhi signore amato mio e guardamo, sono io, chi potrà mai cancellare questo istante che accade, e questo mio corpo senza più seta, le tue mani che le toccano, i tuoi occhi che lo guardano.

Quando lei aprì gli occhi lui sentì la propria voce dire piano: Io ti amerò per sempre.

Passionate impulses are not for mollusks, especially us snails. I had rashes on my squamae, and my mesenchyma was in pieces. With the end of the reproductive season, the hormonal levels had dropped, and the romantic agitations had dropped with them. Youth had vanished, and my mucus was drying up.

Magic. It was magic, and the magic is called love.

True love would look a second time. True love would not be thwarted. True love would not accept no for an answer. He would search the world and certainly look again and again in every cottage until he finds you.

Sex is like math: Add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and hope you don't mult—

There's a difference, I think, between falling in love and knowing it.

has it ever occurred to people that love at first sight might be the rule rather than the exception? How many people fall in love gradually rather than on the first occasion they meet the other person?