Quotes About Romance

She had Google, and she had Wikipedia. She could look up anything obscure, any words or phrases that she didn't understand. A romance novel was just a book, while the Internet was the Internet. The Internet would crack these nuts for sure.»

I had never really dated. I've always been a relationship kind of person.

Anyway, how are you and Ramona doing?' Uh... you know. Pretty good.' Have you said the L-Word yet?' The L-Word? You mean? Lesbian?' Uh... No. The other L-Word.' ?' Okay. Uh, It's "love." I wasn't trying to trick you or anything.

Somehow the pantsless gay man is not bringing the romance, Scott.

The first book I wrote was The Bride Price which was a romantic book, but my husband burnt the book when he saw it. I was the typical African woman, I'd done this privately, I wanted him to look at it, approve it and he said he wouldn't read it.

Mother Nature gives a sense of romance to young people, in place of prudence, to advance the species. It's a trick--that makes us grow.

He saw her eyes bright as stars; he saw her lips, and was not satisfied with only seeing them.

Love endeth like the chianti flask, its drops are bitter.

Son, if a maiden love thee, thou shalt appear handsome in her sight; she shall praise thine eyes, and the corners of thy mouth, yea, she shall admire thy hands. Though thou wert even as the orangutan yet shall she paint thee with fancies.

Hurry not a woman's favor; neither forcer her hastily to surrender to thee. For she goeth into love as she goeth into the waters at the seashore; first a hand and then a lip goeth she in by littles. She diveth not, she leapeth not from the pier; but by gentle shocks and cries of protest she entereth slowly; yet when the waters of love encompass her, then she is supported. She swimmeth in her joy; she floateth on the tide of happiness.

And that same day, too, gazing far down from his boat's side into that same golden sea, Starbuck lowly murmured:— Loveliness unfathomable, as ever lover saw in his young bride's eyes!— Tell me not of thy teeth-tiered sharks, and thy kidnapping cannibal ways. Let faith oust fact; let fancy oust memory; I look deep down and do believe.

Loveliness unfathomable, as ever lover saw in his young bride's eye!--Tell me not of thy teeth-tiered sharks, and thy kidnapping cannibal ways. Let faith oust fact; let fancy oust memory; I look deep down and do believe.

Marjorie, darling, listen to me. You know—God knows—you're not the first girl in my life nor the second, but I swear to you this is new. The reason you're so crazily in love is that I am, too. There's no other reason. It happens once in a lifetime to everyone, and I swear to God I'm beginning to think it's happened for us.

Marjorie, my sweet, we've fallen in love with each other, that's all. You love me. I love you. Don't lose any sleep over it." Electric stings ran through her arms and legs. She put

Her heart raced with joy to sleep with War

let's go to bed together, mount my bed and mix in the magic work of love — we'll breed deep trust between us.

The hearts of both had drunk so deeply of a passion which both now tasted for the first time.

But I don't want good and I don't want good enough I want can't sleep, can't breathe without your love Front porch and one more kiss, it doesn't make sense to anybody else Who cares if you're all I think about, I've searched the world and I know now, It ain't right if you ain't lost your mind Yeah, I don't want easy, I want crazy Are you with me baby? Let's be crazy

It was one of those fine little love stories that can make you smile in your sleep at night.

Sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whiskey and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind but falling in love and not getting arrested.

live out where the real winds blow—to sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested . . . Res ipsa loquitur. Let the good times roll.

It was the kind of town that made you feel like Humphrey Bogart: you came in on a bumpy little plane, and, for some mysterious reason, got a private room with balcony overlooking the town and the harbor; then you sat there and drank until something happened.

Drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested.

Padecí un enamoramiento casto, y por lo tanto mucho más devastador que duró un par de años.