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Quotes About Romance

Take my hand and we'll go riding through the sunshine from above. We'll find happiness together in the summer skies of love.
~ Ozzy Osbourne
Our eyelashes brushed like they would weave together by themselves, turning us into one wild thing. I say, "I think I missed you before I met you even.
~ Francesca Lia Block
The male is always the pawn in a romantic comedy. Come together, break up, go chase her, get her, roll credits. That's what happens in all of them.
~ Matthew McConaughey
Everyone wants the two characters to be together, but then once they are, it's not that much fun.
~ Shelley Long
Soft moonlight and tender love harmonize together wonderfully.
~ Ninon de L'Enclos
Im a fan of both (Hrithik Roshan & Katrina Kaif). They look so hot together, who wouldnt want to watch them on screen?
~ Shraddha Kapoor
Happily ever after, or even just together ever after, is not cheesy," Wren said. "It's the noblest, like, the most courageous thing two people can shoot for.
~ Rainbow Rowell
Why would a married couple that lives together every day need to date each other? It's precisely because they live and sleep together.
~ William J Doherty
Maybe I'm naively romantic, but I do believe that spice and excitement doesn't stop once a couple gets together.
~ Stana Katic
Only a struggle twists sentimentality and lust together into love.
~ E. M. Forster
Ah, yes, Teddy, he said. Teddy was a fortunate man. Teddy is dead, she reminded him. Oh, quite so, he said. But there are doubtless many men, Diana, who would gladly die after four years with you rather than live a century without you. What utter nonsense, she said crossly. I, of course, he said, am not a romantic. I would far prefer to have you and live for a century.
~ Mary Balogh
There is a funny thing about tomorrow," he said. "It never comes. Have you noticed? For when the day that ought to be tomorrow arrives, it is actually today. And today we are in love and planning to marry.
~ Mary Balogh
Besides, how could one apologize for kissing a woman twice? Once might be explained away as an impulsive accident. Twice suggested definite intent or a serious lack of control. His
~ Mary Balogh
Where would we go?' she asked. 'Far, far away.' His eyes dipped to her lips when she moistened them with her tongue. 'Ah.' Her voice was a breathless whisper. 'The very best place to go.
~ Mary Balogh
Love wasn't about reasons. It wasn't about admiring fine qualities. Love was a language all on its own, composed of gestures that seemed incomprehensible, perhaps even pointless, to the outside observer. Speaking
~ Mary Balogh
Did people... really kiss like that? She had had NO idea. She had imagined being kissed, and in her imagination she had been swept away by the sheer romance of the meeting of lips. In her naivete she had not considered the possibility that a kiss, as a prelude to sexual activity, might have powerful effects on parts of her body, in fact, even parts she had been only half aware of possessing. She ached and throbbed in all sorts of unfamiliar places
~ Mary Balogh
How could she even dream of life with another man when just thinking of him made her heart turn over?
~ Mary Balogh
The trouble was that one's mind did not work quite rationally when one was being kissed by the only man one had ever loved, and the man one had loved so totally that no one had ever been able to take his place.
~ Mary Balogh
A man in love has been known to do worse things, I suppose.
~ Mary Balogh
So this was what it was like to be a wife, to be loved! She relived again, moment by moment, the whole of their lovemaking.
~ Mary Balogh
She had forgotten—ah, yes, she had forgotten just how much he could stir her blood and make her ache with longing for him.
~ Mary Balogh
When she had been in his arms, his mouth on hers, she had surrendered completely to a physical longing that should have died years before. She had wanted him and given in to that desire. She had loved him.
~ Mary Balogh
I love you,' he whispered again, against the top of her head.
~ Mary Balogh
For there is no guilt in harboring a forbidden love.
~ Mary Balogh