Quotes About Romance

The whole period seemed to come alive to her sensitive imagination,--the people of the times, substantial and courageous, walked and talked with her. For the first time she was sensing to-day a romance in her own Midwest, a glamour over the lives of her own people. She wished she could hold to her heart the fleeting sensation until she could get pencil and paper. She wished she could catch it and hold it between the covers of a book.

You can't describe love, Kathie, and you can't define it. Only it goes with you all your life. I think that love is more like a light that you carry. At first childish happiness keeps it lighted and after that romance. Then motherhood lights it and then duty...and maybe after that sorrow. You wouldn't think that sorrow could be a light would you, dearie? But it can. And then after that, service lights it. Yes...I think that is what love is to a woman...a lantern in her hand.

Dating sounds so artificial--how could you get to know someone that way? We insisted: love is more than mystery, and romance can survive intimacy.

I thought he was the man I'd been waiting for. A hero right out of Austen. The one who would finally make everything okay. Only he wasn't real. Like Austen's characters, he was fiction. Mr. Darcy broke my heart.

Whatever the reason, I never could be bothered with any boy that did not stop my world. But Sam. He stopped it indeed.

I was never very interested in boys - and there were plenty of them - vying with one another to see how many famous women they would get into the hay.

Wave after wave of love flooded the stage and washed over me, the beginning of the one great durable romance of my life.

An affair now and then is good for a marriage. It adds spice, stops it from getting boring... I ought to know.

I'd luv to kiss ya, but I just washed my hair.

I'd like ta kiss ya, but I just washed my hair.

I'd like to kiss ya, but I just washed my hair.

She wasn't looking her best; her hair was coming down, for she had shed hairpins as she'd run, and her face lacked powder and lipstick. She looked hot and tired and surprisingly happy. He thought that he had never seen anyone quite as beautiful, so absolutely necessary to his happiness. It wasn't the first time he had fallen in love, but he knew that this was the last.

He mopped her face and thought how beautiful she was -- hair in a glorious tangle, a pink nose and puffy eyes, and swathed in a shapeless dressing gown only fit for the dustbin. The thought struck him with some force that he had fallen in love at last -- that, indeed, he had been in love for some time.

Someday, Sarah, someone will come along and give you the moon, and the stars too.

But however fast the world was spinning, time was standing still for Celine and Oliver, held in a magic moment they would never forget.

She smiled and wanted to cry, too, for a moment. From happiness, she supposed. 'What a wonderful day to be in love and be loved. I'm so happy.

liked her even if he hadn't loved her; possibly, if Nelissa hadn't suddenly become available

Marriage is a book of which the first chapter is written in poetry and the remaining chapters in prose.

He advanced, and before Teresa could react, he snatched her up against his chest, looked down into her furious eyes, and kissed her. Really kissed her. And he did it so well and so deliciously she forgot to sock him and melted right there on the spot.

Jake's mustache

Now darlin. Nothing I want more than to take you in the house and make love to you a hundred times, catch my breath, and start over again.

Las sergas de Esplandian,

Maggie had listened and she'd wept just as he had done night after torturous night. So he would reward her for what she'd given him by loving her with every breath he took, and with every beat of his heart for as long as he lived. A verse from Solomon filled him: Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death.

mouth, savoring her response and how perfectly her behind fit his palms. He eased her into his hardness while he languidly and brazenly slid his hands over her hips. The thought of exploring the warmth she treasured between her thighs made him want to undress her fully and take