Quotes About Romance

Oh, my Luve is like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June. O, my Luve is like the melodie, That's sweetly played in tune.

Or were I in the wildest waste, Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, The desert were a paradise, If thou wert there, if thou wert there.

I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.

Caressing reassures lovers that their love endures.

O, high the happy bosom heaves When love is in the dancer!

The Earth is a jewel; he hangs 'mid the hair, He gleams 'mid the teeth of my Paradise there, Who tilts back a face that was born to beguile; And his nights are her tresses, his days are her smile.

Only I and the sunset In the snow-valley of your breast And the slow shadows of the motion of your breath, Only I and moonrise in the valley of your breast And the dark of sleep ... Until lilies in the valley have opened, And I am awake with petals And with the birds of your voice.

All commands from your lips are sweet, I say, and now have you not said the sweetest of all? Marry you...!

But it was your letter within, dear heart, my first love letter, and sweeter to me than the subtlest love-lyric Sappho ever penned in Aeolic gold.

...I can forget my very existence in a deep kiss of you.

Love is compounded of pleasing palpitations.

Heart on her lips and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.

Romances paint at full length people's wooings, But only give a bust of marriages: For no one cares for matrimonial cooings. There's nothing wrong in a connubial kiss. Think you, if Laura had been Petrarch's wife, He would have written sonnets all his life?

Parent of golden dreams, Romance! Auspicious queen of childish joys, Who lead'st along, in airy dance, Thy votive train of girls and boys.

Her lips, whose kisses pout to leave their nest.

La reina se decía experimentada en la pasión, en cuyos fuegos se había quemado muchas veces;

You only need one man to love you. But him to love you free like a wildfire, crazy like the moon, always like tomorrow, sudden like an inhale and overcoming like the tides. Only one man and all of this.

There's just something about making whoopee out under the stars that keeps a heart young, a mind sharp, and"-- she leaned close to whisper in Meg's ear-- "your coochie ready to do hoochie!

Tyler rounded the hood and opened the door. 'What?' he asked when she grinned at him. 'You've got a slide-over-here-honey seat!' His eyes crinkled with laughter. 'Well, what are you doing all the way over there?

getting their ashes hauled.

Once, she'd dressed up as a French maid. Another time it was a candy striper. Both outfits had really revved him up.

wasn't just his career he needed to rethink. He might also have to revisit his no romance at work policy.

Er passte nicht in ihre Küche oder in ihre Stadt, doch er passte perfekt in ihre Arme und ausgesprochen perfekt in ihren Körper.

You had me at hello.