Quotes About Romance

If he can't kiss you like that, sweetheart, don't marry him.

Say it, Christa! Dammit, was I imagining things, or did you say that you loved me?" "I—" She paused. "I said it!" she whispered. "And you meant it?" She lowered her gaze and then her head. "I meant it.

Miss Mackay, you are an outrageous little flirt, and I pity the poor young lad who falls for you next!

She should have been scandalized and horrified that he had kissed her so, touched her so, but she wasn't. It was simply what came between the two of them. There had been something just and sweet and right about it, and she refused to be ashamed of it.

Well, I have come back, angel. And I'm very anxious to pick up right where I left off. Let's see, where was that? Your bedroom, I believe. Ah, that's right. Your bed. And let's see, just how were we situated?

Heather Graham

Daniel grinned. "Do something!" he told Jesse. "Marry her, before she does decide to marry Anthony Miller.

Don was anything but a wimp. He'd served two tours in the Middle East and was still in the reserve. Tall, not dark but red-headed, and very handsome. Working with him at Barrington Advertising, she'd fallen a bit in love the minute they had met—something, she hoped, she'd kept to herself.

It would all be fine. Darcy could handle any man, living... Or dead.

Whether he was flirting with you, hiring you, or marrying you, Don Draper was just not that into you.

Beauties of earth gather in your eyes so if you dream of me I am blessed within your sighs.

Love is like landing on a heart after falling a decade from heaven.

Since the day I met you I dreamt of flying in your eyes.

Your love is like your whispers on leaves in the autumn, and on petals in the spring, your love, you see, is the beauty you bring.

Your love satisfies me like a desert of oasiss.

Maybe that's why falling in love becomes so important. The hope of it. Because it's the last standing pillar in the temple of thrill.

When she said sweet things in my ear, it would slide right down into my heart

Jess falls asleep with her head against Darcy's shoulder, and I see Mr. Hawthorne waggle his eyebrows at Mrs. Hawthorne, who smiles over at Mrs. Delaney. I guess I'm not the only one who's noticed what's going on.

Truly?" I turned around, It was Calhoun. "Hey," I said. "Would you like to dance?" My mouth dropped open for the second time that evening. "Uh, sure," I mananged to squeak out. "You snooze, you lose," said Calhoun, his dark eyes gleaming in triumph. This time he wasn't talking to me, though. He was talking to Scooter, who was standing behind us with two cups of punch and a shocked look on his face.

When I saw my charmer thus come in accompanied by a cavalier, I seemed to hear a hiss, and the green snake of jealousy, rising on undulating coils from the moonlit balcony, glided within my waistcoat, and ate its way in two minutes to my heart's core.

I stand there for a moment, resting my head on his chest and breathing him in. I wish I were bold enough to kiss him in public.

A Canadian is somebody who knows how to make love in a canoe." Tripping, Page 231,by

Life when one first arrives is a continual mortification as one's romantic illusions are successively shattered and the musical treasure-house of one's imagination crumbles before the hopelessness of the reality. Every day fresh experiences bring fresh disappointments.

That's why love stories don't have endings! They don't have endings because love doesn't end. —Richard Bach, The Bridge Across Forever: A True Love Story