Quotes About Romance

I had no time for romance. I turned away from the window, from the wintry sun, crossed through the room, went to the stove and made and poured myself a cup of hot chocolate and then clicked on the radio

The wise will go upstairs, undo buttons and hair, fold themselves within the covenant of flesh and make love wilder than any weather. — Bob Hicok, from "Weather," The Legend of Light (The University of Wisconsin Press, 1995)

Youth cannot imagine romance apart from youth. That is why the roles of the heroes and heroines of plays are given by the managers to the most youthful actors they can find among the competent.

I always thought that explained it: the romance is a reaction from the algebra. I never knew a person connected with mathematics or astronomy or statistics, or any of those exact things, who didn't have a crazy streak in 'em SOMEwhere.

I love you beyond mind or memory or measure.

Se chupó el dedo y lo levantó por encima de su cabeza. Lo volvió a bajar casi de inmediato. Le ardía como si lo tuviera en un horno. —Habrá amor en el aire —concluyó—. Esto está que arde.

Je t'ai déjà dit... Il la prit sur ses genoux. De nouveau, il se sentait complètement heureux. - Je t'ai déjà dit que je t'aimais bien, en gros et en détail. - Alors, détaille, murmura Chloé, en se laissant aller dans les bras de Colin, câline comme une couleuvre.

There are some people in your life who bring back old memories. And there are others - your first kiss, your first love, your first sex - who, the moment you see them, bring a spark… and something far more potent. They bring back your old life and with that, potential. And possibilities. And the feeling that if you were back in that time, life could be so very different from where you're stuck right now. That's the most tantalizing thing… I want my potential back.

I have crossed oceans of time to find you.

Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?

My dearest Mina, Oceans of love and millions of kisses

The gentlemen among my readers will smile to themselves and say that women never did understand business, but the ladies may agree with me that Mrs Brandy understood her business very well, for the chief business of Mrs Brandy's life was to make Stephen Black as much in love with her as she was with him. In

Oh my dear girls—for to such only am I writing—listen not to the voice of love, unless sanctioned by paternal approbation: be assured, it is now past the days of romance:

She had on a blue bonnet, and with a pair of lovely eyes of the same colour, has contrived to make me feel devilish odd about the heart.

Don't cry,nyonda," he murmured. Phillipa took a deep breath. "What does that mean, anyway? Nyonda?" His green gaze held hers. "It's Swahili. It means 'beloved.'" A small smile touched his mouth, and he brushed her cheek again. "You do know I love you, Phillipa. To an alarming degree.

Phillipa, my heart, my blood, my everything, will you for God's and my sake marry me?

Phillipa blew out her breath. Running a finger along the soft flower petals, she unfolded the note. For Phillipa, she read to herself, I hope adding yellow daisies isn't too forward. I asked Lady Fennington for their meaning, and she said white means "purity," while yellow means "slighted." I'm taking them to mean "frustrated." Because I am frustrated that you are still pure. Bennett. She snorted.

Does that mean there'll be no engagement ball?" "There will be," he said, "once I convince Josefina to say yes." "She turned you down?" Zachary asked skeptically. "She kicked me, actually. My timing did leave something to be desired." "Josefina kicked you," Eleanor repeated. At his nod, she pursed her lips. "Perhaps I do like her after all.

Yes, it is." Bennett blew out his breath. "You can't expect me to…sit in the morning room and chat about the weather with her mother, and hold her yarn while she knits, and…wait five weeks before I attempt to hold her hand.

I haven't heard a woman say my name in a long time, Theresa. Say my name." She pulled in a hard breath, pretending to be annoyed rather than unsettled and excited by the intimacy. "Very well. Tolly. Better?" "Infinitely." Slowly he ran his fingertips along her cheek, making her shiver. "So many handsome gentlemen courting you, Tess," he whispered, "and yet here you are.

He smiled. "Happy anniversary, Samantha Jellicoe. So, Godzilla, or sex?" Samantha laughed. "How about both?" "I like that. I get to be Godzilla." "I guess that makes me Tokyo.

I would like to point out, though, Lady Georgiana, he continued, that you have decided to stay in a household with five single gentlemen, three of them adults. Four, Andrew broke in, coloring. I'm seventeen. That's older than Romeo was when he married Juliet. And it's younger than I am, which is what counts, Tristan countered, sending his brother a stern look.

Evelyn Marie wanted to turn him into a gentleman. Well, he wanted to turn her into his mistress.

I would have to agree with you." Aden looked down into her chocolate-colored eyes, and time simply Ã¢â'¬Â¦ stopped. Sweet Saint Andrew