Quotes About Romance

The soft sound of the rain on the rooftop sounded like young girls sneaking off in stockings to elope. She felt lonesome for Pierrot.

But wasn't it better to have someone who was always gushing annoyingly about love than someone who was reserved with it?

Im wunderschönen Monat Mai, Als alle Vögel sangen, Da ist meinem Herzen Die Liebe aufgegangen. Im wunderschönen Monat Mai, Als alle Knospen sprangen, Da hab' ich ihr gestanden Mein Sehnen und Verlangen. Translation: In the beautiful month of May, as all the birds were singing, love started to blossom inside of my heart. In the beautiful month of May, as all the buds were blossoming, I confessed to her my yearning and longing.

Das Fräulein stand am Meere Und seufzte lang und bang, Es rührte sie so sehre Der Sonnenuntergang. Mein Fräulein! sein Sie munter, Das ist ein altes Stück; Hier vorne geht sie unter Und kehrt von hinten zurück.

Du hast Diamanten und Perlen, Hast alles, was Menschenbegehr, Und hast die schönsten Augen – Mein Liebchen, was willst du mehr? Auf deine schönen Augen Hab' ich ein ganzes Heer Von ewigen Liedern gedichtet – Mein Liebchen, was willst du mehr? Mit deinen schönen Augen Hast du mich gequält so sehr, Und hast mich zu Grunde gerichtet – Mein Liebchen, was willst du mehr?

Sie war liebenswürdig und er liebte sie. / Er aber war nicht liebenswürdig / und sie liebte ihn nicht. (Altes Stück)

Variety is definitely the spice of life but I love writing office romances (I was a secretary before I became a writer), because it's every girl's dream to meet that gorgeous hunky boss who sweeps her off her feet and takes her out of her dull routine.

Oh God. valentine's Day tomorrow. Why? Why? Why is (the) entire world geared to make people not involved in romance feel stupid when everyone knows romance does not work anyway. Look at (the) royal family. Look at Mum and Dad.

I hate Christmas. Everything is designed for families, romance, warmth, emotion and presents, and if you have no boyfriend, no money, your mother is going out with a missing Portuguese criminal and your friends don't want to be your friend anymore, it makes you want to emigrate to a vicious Muslim regime, where at least all the women are treated like social outcasts. Anyway, I don't care. I am going to quietly read a book all weekend and listen to classical music.

he picked me up in his arms, as if I was as light as a feather, which I am not, unless it was a very heavy feather, maybe from a giant prehistoric dinosaur-type bird...

We've been texting for weeks. Surely it's rather like in Jane Austen's day when they did letter-writing for months and months and then just, like, immediately got married?' 'Bridget. Sleeping with a twenty-nine-year-old off Twitter on the second date is not rather like Jane Austen's day.

Chiamarsi Darcy e starsene tutto solo con aria sdegnosa a una festa mi ha subito colpita come una cosa abbastanza ridicola, un po' come se, in Cime Tempestose, Heathcliff passasse tuttta la serata in giardino a gridare Cathy e a sbattere la testa contro un tronco.

Oh, Tuhan. Besok Hari Valentine. Mengapa? Mengapa? Mengapa seluruh dunia diperlengkapi untuk menjadikan orang yang tidak terlibat asmara merasa tolol, padahal semua orang tahu percintaan tidak berjalan lancar. Bridget Jones' Diary - Helen Fielding hlm.76

Charlotte Bronte was writing about sex. I supposed Jane Austen was, too. Where do you get a hero like Darcy unless you are writing about sex?

I've written some love letters in my life, I can say.

I think there are so many books out there written on relationships and romance that women are the authors of. How can women know exactly how men think? And there are so many guys out there with relationship books who are just not telling the truth. They have shaded parts.

Since my romance novels had all been thrillers as well, it wasn't such a leap for me to move into the straight thriller genre. The most difficult part, I think, was being accepted as a thriller writer. Once you've written romance, unfortunately, critics will never stop calling you a 'former romance author.'

I have written a raucous valentine to a poet's dream and agony.

I've written many love songs for Gerard. But it's never enough. I feel that he deserves a million love songs written for him.

I have a card catalogue in my brain of every lyric of every sappy love song ever written.

In The Touch, the love scenes are the same as they were in The Thorn Birds or anything else I've ever written. I find a way of saying that either it was heaven or hell but in a way that still leaves room for the reader to use their own imagination.

I always say that I was born in the wrong era. I should've been born in the '70s or '80s when love meant so much more than it does today. In this busy world, we forget to find each other, fall in love, and go all the way for our soul mates.

Remember that film 'Sliding Doors,' when John Hannah woos Gwyneth Paltrow by reciting Monty Python sketches? I can tell you now that doesn't work, so that film's wrong.

There's nothing wrong with falling in love and sharing your life with someone.