Quotes About Romance

We did make use, from time to time, of candles, neckties, scarves, shoelaces, a little water-color paintbrush, her hairbrush, butter, whipped cream, strawberry jam, Johnson's Baby Oil, my Swedish hand vibrator, a fascinating bead necklace she had, miscellaneous common household items, and every molecule of flesh that was exposed to air or could be located with strenuous search.

Falling in love is kind of like a form of socially acceptable insanity.

Maybe I'm naively romantic, but I do believe that spice and excitement doesn't stop once a couple gets together.

I love you more than I ever thought possible. You are the beat of my heart.

Jamais je n'ai regretté ces nuits passées avec toi, jamais je n'ai blâmé mon amour pour toi, je t'ai toujours aimé, j'ai toujours béni l'heure où je t'ai rencontré. Et si je devais traverser une fois encore l'enfer de ces heures avec la conscience de ce qui m'attend, je le ferais encore, mon Amour, une fois encore, mille fois s'il le fallait !

Tutto a te mi guida - Totul ma duce spre tine - cuvinte mai adevarate ca oricand, in acele zile cand Maria Antoaneta se afla la un pas de moarte. Fersen stia ca inima ei a batut pentru dansul pana in ultima clipa. Cu cele cinci cuvinte - ultim salut de despartire in pragul vesniciei, dar si juramant al dragostei statornice in curgerea vremelniciei pamantene - s-a incheiat aceasta incomparabila tragedie in umbra ghilotinei.

En toda la noche no pude pensar sino en ti, aun antes de conocerte. Yo sólo tenía una docena de libros baratos, encuadernados con cartones rotos, y los quería más que a nada en el mundo, los leía una y otra vez. Y ahora me asediaba la pregunta de cómo sería el hombre que poseía y había leído tantos y tan maravillosos libros.

They say that a good cook can ignite sparks by the way he kisses. The way I see, just because a guy can turn on the stove doesn't necessarily make him a good cook.

Being in love, as both Plato and David Bowie have pointed out, is horrible.

It is so easy to be wild and let love rip; poets get such easy kudos.

They were not spontaneous people. They were born with too great a love of words, a passion for drama at the expense of truth, and a habit of overweighting common life with romance.

In fact, she behaved like most of us do when in love; she never thought of her beloved as a human being at all, but only as an image upon which to drape dreams.

If you hate him, it was just a pash, and from now on I can begin to move in. Deathless adoration, eternal whatsit – and you hate him. Well, well. That isn't the way I love you, and it's not the way you're going to love me. One of these fine days. Some enchanted evening.

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.

I call "crystallization" that action of the mind that discovers fresh perfections in its beloved at every turn of events.

Love has always been the most important business in my life, I should say the only one.

To be loved at first sight, a man should have at the same time something to respect and something to pity in his face.

The count had reached his fifties: a cruel word whose resonance can perhaps be fully appreciated only by a man desperately in love.

I want to sleep in your bed." Her thighs tingled. "You must really like my mattress." He grinned. I never heard it called that, but yeah.

James watched her walk away and wondered how she had managed to worm her way into his well-guarded heart in only a couple of days. But even more important, how the devil was he going to evict her from the premises?

Another limit on intimate marriage in the nineteenth century was that many people still held the Enlightenment view that love developed slowly out of admiration, respect, and appreciation of someone's good character. Coupled with the taboos on expressions of sexual desire, these values meant that the love one felt for a sweetheart often was not seen as qualitatively different from the feeling one might have for a sister, a friend, or even an idea.

People have always loved a love story. But for most of the past our ancestors did not try to live in one.

Frowning, she looked up. "You can't want to ravish me every time we meet." Oh, yes, he could. Demon gritted his teeth...

You like my kisses - and I like kissing you. Why deny ourselves such innocent pleasure?