Quotes About Romance

None of the Victorian mothers--and most of the mothers were Victorian--had any idea how casually their daughters were accustomed to be kissed.

Désolé et furieux, encore amoureux d'elle, j'ai tourné le dos.

I wasn't actually in love, but felt a sort of tender curiosity

forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath

So he waited, listening for a moment loner to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.

He lit Daisy's cigarette from a trembling match, and sat down with her on a couch far across the room, where there was no light save what the gleaming floor bounced in from the hall.

Et quand j'ai vu ses lèvres hautaines s'éclairer d'un sourire, j'ai serré le bras davantage pour qu'elles se rapprochent des miennes.

Gözlerini bir an bile Daisy'den ay?rmam??t? ve san?r?m evdeki her ÅŸeyi onun hayran olduÄŸu gözlerinden ald??? tepkiye göre yeniden tart?yordu.

Es-tu amoureux de moi? me demanda-t-elle à voix basse. Sinon, pourquoi fallait-il que je vienne seule? — C'est tout le mystère du château des brouillards.

Daisy'nin verandas? y?ld?zlar?n maddi olanaklarda edinilmi? ???lt?s?yla parl?yordu.

To hold a man a woman has to appeal to the worst in him. This sentence was the thesis of most of his bad nights, of which he felt this was to be one. His mind had already started to play variations on the subject. Tireless passion, fierce jealousy, longing to possess and crush - these alone were left of all his love for Rosalind; these remained to him as payment for the loss of his youth - bitter calomel under the thin sugar of love's exaltation.

I love you, and that's the beginning and the end of everything. - F. Scott Fitzgerald

Idgie smiled back at her and looked up into the clear blue sky that reflected in her eyes and she was as happy as anybody who is in love in the summertime can be.

Mildred had had a few men friends after that, but she never really loved any of them. None could ever compete with the one that got away.

Idgie le sorrise e guardò il cielo azzurro che si rifletteva nei suoi occhi. Si sentiva felice come si può essere soltanto quando ci si innamora in tempo d'estate.

Clyde. This here's Bonnie.

caliéntame la tumba como me calentabas en otros tiempos la cama.

All letters of love are Ridiculous. They wouldn't be love letters if they were not Ridiculous.

Beautiful was my love, yet melancholy.

Divan beše moj ljubljeni, a melanholi?an.

Não é esse o caso da literatura. Essa simula a vida. Um romance é uma história do que nunca foi. (...) Um poema é a expressão de ideias ou de sentimentos em linguagem que ninguém emprega, pois que ninguém fala em verso.

Del amor sólo he exigido que nunca dejase de ser un sueño lejano.

Te quiero solo como un sueño.

In Boston he met a pretty lady, fat and forty, but beautiful with the bloom of cash and collateral.