Quotes About Romance

Make a little room in your plans for romance again, Anne, girl. All the degrees and scholarships in the world can't make up for the lack of it. ~Aunt Josephine to Anne in Anne Of Green Gables

Diana and I are thinking seriously of promising each other that we will never marry but be nice old maids and live together forever. Diana hasn't quite made up her mind though, because she thinks perhaps it would be nobler to marry some wild, dashing, wicked young man and reform him.

If Gilbert had been asked to describe his ideal woman the description would have answered point for point to Anne, even to those seven tiny freckles whose obnoxious presence still continued to vex her soul

Nothing mattered much to me for a time there, after you told me you could never love me, Anne. There was nobody else–there never could be anybody else for me but you. I´ve loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school

They lingered in the old gardens until twilight, sweet as dusk in Eden must have been" "There was nobody else for me but you. I've loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school

ZaÅ'o?yÅ'am jeszcze nowÄ… stalówkÄ™, ?eby dopisa?, ?e CiÄ™ kocham za to, ?e nie jesteÅ› taki nadÄ™ty jak doktor Carter i za to, ?e nie masz odstajÄ…cych uszu jak Johnny. A przede wszystkim za to, ?e jesteÅ› Gilbertem!

The charm of idle dreaming where the dappled shadows dance, all the leafy aisles are teeming with the lures of old romance.

Roses denote grace.

Because I want you to know that your're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. And I thought I should introduce myself. I mean, we should get to know each other. Since you're the girl I intend to marry. ~Mark Gianni

Kendrick walked over to her purposefully, hauled her up into his arms and gave her a mock frown. I hunger, wench. Genevieve put her arms around his neck. Well? What are you going to hunt us for dinner? I'll slay a few steaks from the freezer. You're so brave.

A hint of a smile crossed Robin's features and he took Jessica's hand. "Well met, then, lady. I vow I despaired of this one ever finding a woman strong enough to face him. You must be accustomed to holding your ground." "The tales I could tell you," Richard muttered. "But I won't," he added at Robin's pursed lips. "Trust me, my lord, she holds her own very well. I'm sure the lady Anne will find her much to her liking.

I love this medieval stuff," Archie announced to whatever assembly was there, "don't you?" And with that, he slapped her happily on the rump—to the accompaniment of more horrified gasps—and continued on his way.

I am her husband!" "Then you can remain unnamed as her one great love whilst her husband looks on unwittingly." Hamlet sighed in satisfaction. "Ah, what romance there is in the world today!" "Hamlet," Richard said, taking his guardsman by the shoulders and giving him a sharp shake. "I wed the girl not a fortnight ago." Hamlet blinked. "And I bedded her as well!" Hamlet began to look rather crestfallen.

Richard was jealous. He was jealous and he'd followed her, intending to kiss the hell out of her to show her.

I am not a gentle man," Richard said, against her mouth. "Uh-huh," she said as he lifted her in his arms. "Nor am I a practiced lover," he said as he carried her across the room. "Nobody's perfect," she managed as he lowered her to the bed. "But I do love you," he said as he stretched out next to her and leaned over her. "And I will give you the best that I have.

How'd you like to come here and give your knight in shining armor a big ol' kiss?

Kate, Lucern interrupted. What? she asked warily. I do not need blood. He tugged her off balance and into his lap. All I need is you.

Lissianna said, smacking Thomas in the arm. "What were you thinking? They don't waltz here." "I was thinking I didn't want my uncle clasping my butt, and our chests rubbing together as he stepped on my feet while trying to shuffle me around the floor," Thomas answered dryly.

He had never fainted in his life, and while he knew it was this whole life-mate, mind-blowing-sex business, it was still damned demoralizing to be fainting like a breathless virgin at the end of every encounter.

Her wonderful, sweet, perfect, fairy-tale romance had turned out to have a twist. Prince Charming was a bloodsucker.

Divine had meant to try to shut her mind off from his sooner than she had, but had got wrapped up in the passion she'd so carefully stirred to life in them both and left it just that one second or two too long. Instead of remaining conscious as she'd hoped, she'd ended up passing out with him.

It was not a good-morning kiss, Suzette decided as his tongue slid out to urge her lips open. At least it wasn't to her. Good-morning kisses, in her mind, were sweet pecks. This was more of a good-morning, good-afternoon and good-evening kiss all in one, she thought as his mouth devoured hers. Or perhaps it was more of an I want to throw you in the straw, toss up your skirts and have my wicked way with you kind of kiss, she decided as his hands begam to roam.

Husband," she protested. "I can ride. I am not hurt." "Yer gown is torn and bloodied and ye've added yet another bruise to yer pretty face. Do no' tell me yer no' hurt," he said grimly, shifting her about before him until she was pressed snugly up against his groin. Satisfied with her position, he then gestured for the others to follow, and turned his horse toward the castle.

Really. It's plain for anyone to see that he cares for you. His eyes rarely leave you and he's terribly attentive. I'm positive he's in love with you, Terri.