Quotes About Romance

For wheresoe'er I turn my ravished eyes, gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise, poetic fields encompass me around, and still I seem to tread on classic ground.

Those marriages generally abound most with love and constancy that are preceded by a long courtship.

But it seemed to Tristan as though an ardent briar, sharp-thorned but with flower most sweet smelling drave roots into his blood and laced the lovely body of Iseult all round about it and bound it to his own and to his every though and desire.

Subt copaci, f?r? de a rosti cuvânt, el o strânse la pieptul s?u; bra?ele li se împletir? în jurul trupurilor ?i pân? în zori, ca ?i cum ar fi fost cusu?i cu a?e tari, nu-?i desf?cur? strânsoarea. În pofida regelui ?i a str?jerilor, iubi?ii se bucurar? de dragostea lor.

Noi am pierdut lumea ?i lumea pe noi, nu-i a?a Tristan, iubitule? — Iubito, când te am cu mine, ce s? mai îmi trebuiasc?? Dac? lumea toat? ar fi într-acest loc cu noi, eu nu te-a? vedea decât pe tine.

Only a moment; a moment of strength, of romance, of glamour—of youth!… A flick of sunshine upon a strange shore, the time to remember, the time for a sigh, and—goodbye!—Night—Goodbye…!

I love you and it's getting worse.

"May I print a kiss on your lips?" I said, And she nodded her full permission: So we went to press and I rather guess We printed a full edition.

I liked her smile. And I knew that I had fallen in love. I knew that I wanted to run rivers with her, and camp, and go out to dinner and dance, and meet people with her by my side, and establish routines, and hear every knock-knock joke in her repertoire. I knew that. The knowledge came as simply as clean linen.

Vi?i gausi so?o pa Breju, tad atpaka? uz Lohlinstaunu vai Šenkilu, k?jodami pa nez?l?m aizauguš?m, nel?dzen?m tak?m, pa pe???m kl?tiem, šauriem meža ce?iem k? skolaspuika ar savu sirds???ti, kas norun?juši randi?u klus? vieti??, jo tr?kst naudas, lai liet? aizietu kur citur.

Violetpaw: She brought me here to meet you. Tree: That was kind of her. Perhaps she thinks we're soulmates. Violetpaw: Soulmates? Tree: It is kind of romantic, don't you think? The moonlight? The heather? Violetpaw: Romantic? Do you flirt with every strange cat you meet? Tree: Only the ones who appear in the middle of the night claiming a ghost brought them.

Cinderheart's pelt had shone in the moonlight, and the stars had glittered as though the sky were as frosted as the hills. "Then we are more than friends?" he had whispered into Cinderheart's ear.

Nightheart was handsome—as handsome as any ShadowClan warrior—and good-hearted too. There had to be some cat in ThunderClan who thought so too. "Once you fall in love with some pretty Clanmate, you'll feel differently about everything.

His voice barely more than a whisper, he added, "I love you." Sandstorm's eyes glowed. "I love you too, Fireheart," she whispered.

If I'm working this hard in the morning, I'd prefer it be because my man has woken me up with an eight-inch nudge.

Some time later, she leaned over and kissed me. It felt just like all those songs and poems had promised it would. It felt wonderful. Like being struck by lightning.

I was in love with her. I could feel it, deep in the soft, chewy caramel center of my being. And

This is just great," he grumbled under his breath. "Here I thought I was being recruited for an epic space adventure, but it turns out I'm a guest star on Love Boat: The Next Generation." "Set course…for romance!" Shin quoted, doing such a perfect Patrick Stewart impersonation that Milo and I both laughed out loud.

I wanted to propose marriage.

was very special. It was impossible not to fall in love with her." He smiled at me. "You know what it's like to meet someone like that, don't you?

She grinned. "Don't you want to build a huge interstellar spaceship, load it full of videogames, junk food, and comfy couches, and then get the hell out of here?" "I'm up for that, too," I said. "if it means I get to spend the rest of my life with you.

I know that some endeavor to throw the mantle of romance over the subject and treat woman like some ideal existence, not liable to the ills of life. Let those deal in fancy who have nothing better to deal in we have to do with sober, sad realities, with stubborn facts.

Yo había tenido muchos enamoramientos. Unos fueron correspondidos, y otros—tal vez los más—no lo fueron. Estos últimos han predominado más en mi poesía, no sólo por más numerosos sino sobre todo porque inspira mucho más el amor desdichado que el amor feliz; y esto ha sido así en la poesía mundial.

El amor-obsesión, el amor único, el verdadero amor, según Stendhal, sólo se da una vez en la vida, o a lo sumo en cada una de las etapas de la vida: infancia, adolescencia, juventud, madurez, vejez.