Quotes About Romance

To be in love is merely to be in a state of perceptual anesthesia - to mistake an ordinary young woman for a goddess.

Though in her late thirties, she had no fears of spinsterhood because she had been assiduously courted for fifteen years by Charlie Hudson from the Darrowby fish shop and though Charlie was not a tempestuous suitor there was nothing flighty about him and he was confidently expected to pop the question over the next ten years or so. Mr.

May your love be modern enough to survive the times, but old fashion enough to last forever.

Having your affection. Brings out the passion that there are no words for.

I want to kiss every soft place of you, make you blush and faint, pleasure you until you weep, and dry every tear with my lips. If you only knew how I crave the taste of you. I want to take you in my hands and mouth and feast on you. I want to drink wine and honey from you. I want you under me. On your back. I'm sorry. You deserve more respect than that. But I can't stop thinking of it.

love's pleasure. Showed me moments that you cannot even imagine yet!

For a moment... We were merely two young people in love and nothing else...

You dance inside my heart with a love that is more than love. Forever my heart will never be the same.

The most magical thing a man can do to the woman he loves is...To to touch her heart and soul before

The most magical thing a man can do to the woman he loves... Is to to touch her heart and soul before touching her body.

lovers will come and go. Most of them are going to break your heart. But there's always that one that is perfect for you.

I think holding your hand will make you smile." And... "I think kissing you will make you smile, too.

When you fall hopelessly in love with the one you take into your arms, no words exist.

To find such a love so real, so pure and perfect." Is the ending love I have for you.

but I am further persuaded that sex (and its accompanying fantasy of romantic love) is now carrying the burden of much of our lost spirituality.

Being in love made you especially vulnerable.

Under cover of her silence he pressed her arm closely to his side; and, as they stood at the hotel door, he felt that they had escaped from their lives and duties, escaped from home and friends and run away together with wild and radiant hearts to a new adventure.

I'd love to have the whole place swimming in roses

An exquisite dulcet epithalame of most mollificative suadency for juveniles amatory whom the odoriferous flambeaus of the paranymphs have escorted to the quadrupedal proscenium of connubial communion.

Are you not weary of ardent ways? Tell no more of enchanted days.

Michael Robartes remembers forgotten beauty and, when his arms wrap her round, he presses in his arms the loveliness which has long faded from the world. Not this. Not at all. I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.

He kissed the plump mellow yellow smellow melons of her rump, on each plump melonous hemisphere, in their mellow yellow furrow, with obscure prolonged provocative melonsmellonous osculation.

He imagined that he stood near Emma in a wide land and, humbly and in tears, bent and kissed the elbow of her sleeve.

There's music along the river For Love wanders there, Pale flowers on his mantle, Dark leaves on his hair.