Quotes About Romance

I loved Amadeo as I had loved Pandora. I loved him as I had loved Botticelli. Amadeo was among these, the great loves of my long life.

Stories of romance and adventure and magic helped us to imagine a better world into being, however gradually. In the telling of every fairy tale, the listener and the teller took another step towards nobility.

I fell in love with Peter at that precise instant. I don't suppose many other women know the exact moment the rest of their lives began.

Goodbye, Lord Rohan, she said. The door to Lina's house stood open, the footman waitig patiently. I don't expect we'll see each other again. His smile was slow, mocking, irresistibly devilish. Would you care to wager on that, my love?

Ben scooped her up in his arms, holding her high against his chest as he carried her back into the cottage, past the shrouded, familiar shapes of the furniture into the night-dark bedroom. They were alone now for the first time. There was no Emmett, no Harris, no lies or masquerade or motives or revenge. There was just Ben and Rachel, together in the darkness.

He slid his arm under her waist, hauled her up, and entered her that way, sliding in deep, so deep, and her guttural cry was a heartbreaking pleasure. He couldn't stop. She wouldn't let him. She twisted her head around and kissed him, and he wanted to keep on and on, to fill her mouth, her body, her soul with him. To have her take everything and then want more.

I want to wake up with you in the morning, I want to fight with you in the afternoon, and I want to make love on any and every available surface in this place. And then I want to do it all over again. Come upstairs with me, Sophie. I'll keep you warm. I'll keep the darkness away.

Voglio toccarti, scoprire il tuo corpo, imparare come sei fatto, di cosa hai bisogno. Voglio renderti pazzo di desiderio come lo sono io. Voglio te, tutto quello che puoi darmi, tutto quello che io posso darti, e voglio che questa notte duri per sempre. Sei in grado di darmi tutto questo?

At least it was dark. His eyes drifted down over her body, the ripe curves in the moonlight, and a dreamy expression crossed his face, just before he leaned forward and put his mouth against the side of her neck, tasting her hammering pulse.

He half expected another argument. A struggle of some sort. Again, a surprise. She made that soft, hungry sound that had already emblazoned itself in his senses, she put her hands on his shoulders, and she kissed him back, her tongue sliding against his.

I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way

You're probably right, he whispered. About what? He looked up at him and managed a brief, farewell smile. I rather think Emma did run off with my heart, he confessed.

She said, 'Red, I want to learn every step of you, and dance till the end of the night.

She seemed to have fallen in love again. In love with her own husband! The convenience of it pleased her—like finding right in her pantry all the fixings she needed for a new recipe.

Darcy closed her eyes. Their lips met, and she breathed in the scent of the sun-heated tar beneath them and the salt of Imogen's skin. She felt the rumble of the traffic below traveling up through the building and into her spine, her fingertips, her tongue.

Instead, she rose a little onto her toes and they kissed again.

So I go into our dressing room and here's this huge bouquet of roses with a card in it. So I open up the card and it reads 'The best of my love, dot dot dot.

So I go into our dressing room and here's this huge bouquet of roses with a card in it. So I open up the card and it reads 'The best of my love, dot dot dot. Tonight, question mark, Don.

JÅ«tar? si chiese perché Sayama e Otoki avessero deciso di morire proprio lì. Avrebbero potuto trovare un posto migliore. Due innamorati prossimi al suicidio dovrebbero scegliere con cura il luogo in cui morire. Vicino a una fonte termale, per esempio, o in una località rinomata per la sua bellezza. Certo, anche lì la vista era bella, ma perché proprio su quelle rocce dure e non su un morbido prato?

Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

Love is begun by time and time qualifies the spark and fire of it.

All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.

He mouthed the words to her that she could not see, and that she could not hear. It was all he dared tonight, strangers in a castle, strangers to this land, their future a great black question mark and an ending he could not foresee. He bent his lips to her ear and said without breathe: Lia-heart. Little dragon. I love you too.

You called me," I whispered. "And you came," Jesse Holms answered, a green-eyed glance back at me, a half smile that dissolved my bones. Then we were moving hand in hand down the rotting plank stairs.