Quotes About Romance

He started to walk across the Common, and on the first bench, under a tree, he saw her sitting. She had a gray silk sunshade over her head—how could he have ever imagined her with a pink one?

Her head bent back, she took his kiss, and then drew apart. The sparkle in his eyes she understood to be as much an invitation to her bloom as a tribute to her sagacity.

Couples were already gliding over the floor beyond: the light of the wax candles fell on revolving tulle skirts, on girlish heads wreathed with modest blossoms, on the dashing aigrettes and ornaments of the young married women's coiffures, and on the glitter of highly glazed shift-fronts and fresh glacé gloves.

e o fat? delicioas?: n-am mai v?zut o a doua fiin?? atât de deÈ™teapt? È™i de dragu??. EÈ™ti tare îndr?gostit de ea? Newland Archer râse roÈ™ind: - Cât poate fi un b?rbat.

And if you can't come into the room without my feeling all over me a ripple of flame, & if, wherever you touch me, a heart beats under your touch, & if, when you hold me, & I don't speak, it's because all the words in me seem to have become throbbing pulses, & all my thoughts are a great golden blur (Joslin 20).

Couples were already gliding over the floor beyond: the light of the wax candles fell on revolving tulle skirts, on girlish heads wreathed with modest blossoms, on the dashing aigrettes and ornaments of the young married women's coiffures, and on the glitter of highly glazed shirt-fronts and fresh glacé gloves.

He had no desire to marry at all—that had been the whole truth of it till he met Undine Spragg. And now—

Cuando un hombre amaba a una mujer ésta siempre tenía la edad que él quisiera; y cuando dejaba de amarla se convertía en demasiado vieja para los hechizos o en demasiado joven para la técnica .

Leaves, lines, and rhymes, seek her to please alone, Whom if ye please, I care for other none.

I sometimes wonder if what I consider "romance" might be dying out— l'amour fou , crazy love, destructive passion, crippling jealousy, extreme and violent and tragic.

I saw that the anger and hauteur of the past, which I'd accepted without interpreting, had been merely a counterpart to his isolation and the terrible shame he'd felt about the way he looked. If he couldn't participate in the festivities of friendship and romance, then he'd burn the tents and poison the wells.

I had not the heart to tell her that great love stories told of the pain and separateness between men and women.

But we want young men. Romance. Love and things, I said, despondently.

That was the thing about America, people always moving on, so that a girl had to snap up a beau as fast as she could.

But we want young men. Romance. Love and things,' I said, despondently.

Ya sé que Antonio Machín lo hizo antes pero no tengo más remedio que preguntártelo: ¿cómo se pueden tener dos amores a la vez y no estar loco? - Facilísimo: estando loca.

Qué dices? Y dijo: —Que querría tener otra vida para vivirla contigo. Otra vida para vivirla conmigo. Eso querría. Eso dijo.

Aunque tuvo otros pretendientes, nunca encontró a ninguno que le interesara. —Su padre se encogió de hombros—. Es una mujer atractiva, pero demasiado independiente». Marc

Frank Master wasn't really her lover yet. Though he didn't quite know it, he was still on trial. She found him intelligent, kindly, somewhat ignorant of opera, but maybe improvable.

El amor podía llegar de repente, sin presentirlo, del sitio más inesperado, y quedarse un tiempo antes de alejarse hacia un lugar inalcanzable.

Valentine Weather Kiss me with rain on your eyelashes, come on, let us sway together, under the trees, and to hell with thunder.

She hugged him, then kissed him. Then she was gone. He never saw her again.

His cousit. Roland, who followed him with the rear of his army, in his return was set upon in the Pyrenean mountains by a troop of Gascon robbers, and slain; and is the famous hero of numberless old French romances and songs

Un soir qu'ils étaient couchés l'un près de l'autre, comme elle lui demandait d'inventer un poème qui commencerait par je connais un beau pays, il s'exécuta sur-le-champ. Je connais un beau pays Il est de l'or et d'églantine Tout le monde s'y sourit Ah quelle aventure fine Les tigres y sont poltrons Les agneaux ont fière mine À tous les vieux vagabonds Ariane donne des tartines. Alors, elle lui baisa le la main, et il eut honte de cette admiration.