Quotes About Romance

The white horse and the black one wheeled like lovers at a harvest dance, the riders throwing steel in place of kisses.

Must you be in such haste to don your clothes, ser? I prefer you as you are. Abed, unclad, we are our truest selves, a man and a woman, lovers, one flesh, as close as two can be. Our clothes make us different people. - Arianne

Sweet lady," said Florian, "all men are fools, and all men are knights, where women are concerned.

He won the war on the battlefield and lost it in a bedchamber, poor fool.

Your lips were made for kissing. They are lips. All lips are the same. And all lips are made for kissing.

You know the best thing about heroes, Jaime? They all die young and leave more women for the rest of us.

A shy smile, strong arms, clever fingers, and two sure swords. What more could any woman want?

Knowledge is what man is all about. People like you have tried to hold back progress since the beginning of time. But they failed, and you failed. Man needs to know." "Maybe," Sanders said. "But is that the only thing man needs? I don't think so. I think he also needs mystery, and poetry, and romance. I think he needs a few unanswered questions, to make him brood and wonder.

I loved a maid as red as autumn [...] with sunset in her hair.

For she was his secret treasure, she was his shame and his bliss. And a chain and a keep are nothing, compared to a woman's kiss.

Here, m'lord." She put her hands over his eyes from behind. "Can you guess what I'm wearing?" "Nothing?" "Oh, you're so smart," she pouted, snatching her hands away. "How did you know?" "You're very beautiful in nothing". "Am I?" She said. "Am I truly?" "Oh yes." "Then shouldn't you be fucking me instead of talking?

I count no day as lived unless I have loved a woman, slain a foeman, and eaten a fine meal . . . and the days that I have lived are as numberless as the stars in the sky.

Must you be in such haste to don your clothes, ser? I prefer you as you are. Abed, unclad, we are our truest selves, a man and a woman, lovers, one flesh, as close as two can be. Our clothes make us different people - I would sooner be flesh and blood than silks and jewels, and you... you are not your white cloak, ser.

Se solo potessi portarla a Grande Inverno…donarle un fiore colto nei giardini vetrati, farla banchettare nella sala grande, mostrarle i re di pietra sui loro troni. Potremmo fare il bagno nelle sorgenti calde, e fare l'amore sotto il grande albero-cuore, con gli antichi dei a proteggerci".

She loved the fine hairs on his chest. She loved the strength in his arms, the sound of his laughter, the way he would always look into her eyes and say her name.

He rode through the streets of the city, down from his hill on high, O'er the wynds and the steps and the cobbles, he rode to a woman's sigh. For she was his secret treasure, she was his shame and his bliss. And a chain and a keep are nothing, compared to a woman's kiss.

For she was his secret treasure, she was his shame and his bliss. And a chain and a keep are nothing, compared to a woman's kiss. Those

Her brother Rhaegar battling the Usurper in the bloody waters of the Trident and dying for the woman he loved.

Come on, come on, my sweetling, the music's still playing. Might I have this dance, my lady?

All night i have been making songs for you in my head. A lay for your eyes, a ballad for your lips, a duet to your breasts. I will ot sing them, through. They were poor things, unworthy of such beauty.

This is old news, and stale," growled the Shavepate. "Your mother said the same of your father's kisses," Daario replied.

Jon relished the stories they were telling, tales of battle and bedding and the hunt. He

Love can make a fool of any man.

It is not, in the common and cheap misuse of the term, the most "romantic" arrangement, but some not imperfect in lovelore have held that a woman's love is never so strong as when she is past girlhood and well approaching age, and that a man's is never stronger than when he is just not a boy.