Quotes About Romance

Romantic people are not supposed to laugh, I know that much from looking at the pictures.

I had a boyfriend once who sent me--in a plastic bag, so it wouldn't drip--a real cow's heart with a real arrow stuck through it. As you may divine, he knew I was interested in poetry.

Young love, thinks Felix wistfully. So good for the complexion.

Romance takes place in the middle distance. Romance is looking in at yourself, through a window clouded with dew. Romance means leaving things out: where life grunts and snuffles, romance only sighs. Does she want more than that –more of him? Does she want the whole picture?

But the body had its own cultural forms. It had its own art. Executions were its tragedies, pornography was its romance.

Falling in love, although it resulted in altered body chemistry and was therefore real, was a hormonally induced delusional state.

Falling in love, I said. Falling into it, we all did then, one way or another. How could we have made such light of it? Sneered even. As if it was trivial for us, a frill, whim. It was, on the contrary, heavy going.

My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red. —ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON, Maud, 1855.

because that was the effect love had on you. It snuck up on you, grabbed hold of you before you know it, and then there was nothing you could do. Once you were in it - in love - you would be swept away, regardless. Or so the books had it.

All that time, blowing away in the summer breeze. It was daisies for love though, and we did that too

No romance, he says. Okay? That would have meant something else, once. Once it would have meant: no strings. Now it means: no heroics. It means: don't risk yourself for me, if it should come to that.

He wanted me to play Scrabble with him, and kiss him as if I meant it.

A romantika valahol a középtávolban zajlik. A romantika nem más, mint benézni önmagadhoz harmattól párás ablakon át. A romantika nem más, mint kihagyni bizonyos dolgokat: ahol az élet röfög és szortyog, ott a romantika csak sóhajt.

I'd never gone out with anyone because I'd never met anyone I might want to go out with. There seemed to be no way that could happen. Boys from the Wyle School were not possible: I'd gone through grade school with them, I'd seen them pick their noses, and some of them had been pants-wetters. You can't feel romantic with those images in your mind.

The girls in the stories make such fools of themselves. They are so weak. They fall helplessly in love with the wrong men, they give in, they are jilted. Then they cry.

Lucky in work, unlucky in love.

Todas queremos que nuestro enamorado sea amado por una mujer digna de él, pero jamás que sea más digna que nosotras. —Habladme de esta casa —dije—.

She was darkness and he was darkness and there had never been anything before this time, only darkness and his lips upon her. She tried to speak and his mouth was over hers again. Suddenly she had a wild thrill such as she had never known; joy, fear, madness, excitement, surrender to arms that were too strong, lips too bruising, fate that moved too fast.

You should be kissed and by someone who knows how.

I want to make you faint. I will make you faint. You've had this coming to you for years. None of the fools you've known have kissed you like this - have they? Your precious Charles or Frank or your stupid Ashley... I said your stupid Ashley. Gentlemen all - what do they know about women? What do they know about you? I know you.

That's what's wrong with you. All your beaux have respected you too much, though God knows why, or they have been too afraid of you to really do right by you. The result is that you are unendurably uppity. You should be kissed and by someone who knows how.

Her lips on his could tell him better than all her stumbling words.

Hush, he said. I am asking you to marry me. Would you be convinced if I knelt down?

All really nice girls wonder when men don't try to kiss them. They know they shouldn't want them to and they know they must act insulted if they do, but just the same, they wish the men would try.