Quotes About Romance

You have to agree Prince Charming is a more appealing character than Jack the Ripper." "But less interesting…

Hot he might be, but he wasn't her type at all…

I don't want a martyr in my bed," he drawled lightly, "so cease pretending that you don't burn for me the way I burn for you.

Good night. 'A thousand times good night.' That's Shakespeare, although why Juliet says it a thousand times, I don't know. Probably because Romeo wasn't listening the first time. Men should wake up and pay attention.

Iban por la mitad de Cuando Harry encontró a Sally cuando él se levantó, Y se quitó la camisa!. Matt se atraganó con el tequila y Frankie se colocó las gafas. -Muérete de envidia, Ryan.

Aún nos queda una película por ver, no? -Mientras dormías-respondió Paige acurrucándose a él. -Crees que eres lo bastante hombre como para soportarlo? -Por supuesto -Jake la llevó contra su cuerpo y miró a Matt.-Pásame el tequila.

Cinderella wouldn't have met the prince if she'd stayed in the kitchen." "He tracked her down across the land. That makes him a seriously disturbed stalker. With a foot fetish.

There's more women likes to be loved than there is of those that loves.

Do most gay women love each other?" Doc asked. "A lot of them love closeted movie stars.

The tradition was that with each kiss a berry was picked off the mistletoe. Once the last berry was gone, then there could be no more kissing," Chris revealed as he leaned closer before whispering, "And that's a total shame.

Was I a whore? Hell, no. I was a typical woman who was sexually in tune with her body, one who enjoyed everything about sex and exploring the human body.' An Unforgettable Summer featured in Summer Romances

Sitting next to him for such a long time made me want to ravish him on the beach where grains of sand would coat our bodies.' The Romantic featured in Summer Romances

Einstein. Where did you learn to kiss like that?" I laughed "Would you believe books?" "No. I would not believe books.

He's definitely one of those men you love before you get to know.

Maybe we were being a bit unrealistic, but we had this hope that if we could just get into the Ivy League, everything would be set. We dreamed of Gothic libraries and leafy green quads and romantic dorms with fireplaces and guys who were not only cute but also smart and charming, and, quite possibly, British. In college, we believed, we'd finally find our people.

Strephon kissed me in the spring, Robin in the fall, But Colin only looked at me, And never kissed at all. Strephon's kiss was lost in jest, Robin's lost in play, But the kiss in Colin's eyes Haunts me night and day.

There was a little padded seat beside the rattling panes and mouldy sand-bags, it was the coldest place in the room; but she kept there for an hour and a half, with a shawl about her, shivering, squinting at her stitches, and sneaking sly little glances at the road to the house. I thought, if that wasn't love, then I was a Dutchman; and if it was love, then lovers were pigeons and geese, and I was glad I was not one of them.

But for now there was this, and it was enough, it was more than they could have hoped for: the two of them in their stone corner, their dark clothes bleeding into the dusk, lights being kindled across the city, and a few pale stars in the sky.

There had been romances in my schooldays--but all my friends had had those; we were forever sending each other Valentines, writing sonnets on the prefect's eyes... This wasn't like that. It was a thing of the heart and the head and the body. A real, true thing, grown-up.

I have seemed to see our kisses there sometimes, I've seen them hanging in the curtains

You have been too long among your uncle's books. Girls love easily, there. That is the point of them. If they loved so in life, the books would not have to be written.

And he took her in his arms and kissed her again, their hearts thumping in perfect time, like two lost musical notes finally finding their place in an unexpected harmony.

Max didn't take his hands off her. As they walked to where he'd parked the hired car, he kept his arm round her shoulders, even though he was carrying her cases in his other hand and they kept bumping him.

She] had occasionally glimpsed a series of interchangeable well-groomed blondes accompanying him to work events, then Grace had rocked up with her funny-coloured hair and her funny-coloured tights, and Vaughn had been smitten. Well, as smitten as Vaughn could be.