Quotes About Romance

Smart girls give me the horn too," said Gavin sadly. "But they always ignore me. Tuesday ignores me.

Never underestimate the capacity for romance, no matter what the circumstance.

Some people think that being in love or infatuated is a modern invention that appears only in novels. Be that as it may, it nevertheless exists, the invention, the word, and our capacity for such a feeling.

Love is recreational, it needs not be aspirational

Irene threw her arms about him and kissed him. Then she grinned and said, "Why, Danny Dunn! The water's almost light enough for me to see you blush.

What about all the passion and pizzazz?" Letty smiled up at him, her hands moving on his shoulders. "I'm really enjoying that part, Joel." Joel laughed softly in the shadows. "Passion and pizzazz are our middle names, Letty my love. We've got enough to last us for the rest of our lives.

Two months later Joel loped down the stairs to the third floor and strode along the hall to the conference room. He walked through the door and stopped short at the sight of Letty held high in the arms of a huge blond Adonis.

separating her thighs. The scent of her arousal hardened every muscle in his body. He moved his hand down her hip and then to her hot, warm core.

He smiled. Thought you said you weren't a romantic. I'm not. She turned another page. Doesn't mean I don't like to read about romance.

Women are the worst. They zero in on some guy.Oh boy, he's the one, gotta get me that one. So they do. Then they spend the rest of their time trying to figure out how to change him. Then if they manage it, they're not all that interested anymore, because guess what? He's not the one anymore.

Knock, Knock. Who's there? Olive. Olive who? Olive...ooh. I love you, too, he said, figuring it out. You can tell me that one anytime you like. He folded her into his arms.

I love you, Elizabeth. I've always loved you since you were . . ." And he kissed her.

Jondalar, you give me nothing but joy, nothing but pleasure. I love it when you want me, any time, any place. If you want me, there is no time I am not ready for you. I always want you. I love you.

El amor es una gran cosa poética que es preciso no espantar.

Ses yeux, qui vainement voulaient vous éviter, Déjà pleins de langueur ne pouvaient vous quitter. Le nom d'amant peut-être offense son courage. Mais il en a les yeux, s'il n'en a le langage.

Je le vis, je rougis, je pâlis à sa vue.

I must remember about chandeliers and dancing, about swans and roses and snow.

You said, 'Why do I frighten you?' Frighten me? Yes you do frighten me. You act as though we will be together for ever. You act as though there is infinite pleasure and time without end. How can I know that? My experience has been that time always ends. In theory you are right, the quantum physicists are right, the romantics and the religious are right.

That night two lovers whispering under the lead canopy of the church were killed by their own passion. Their effusion of words, unable to escape through the Saturnian discipline of lead, so filled the spaces of the loft that the air was all driven away. The lovers suffocated, but when the sacristan opened the tiny door the words tumbled him over in their desire to be free, and were seen flying across the city in the shape of doves.

The night seems more temporary than the day, especially to lovers, and it also seems more uncertain. In this way it sums up our lives, which are uncertain and temporary. We forget about that in the day. In the day we go on for ever.

We were not lovers, we were love.

Romantic love has been diluted into paperback form and has sold thousands and millions of copies. Somewhere it is still in the original, written on tablets of stone.

Perhaps all romance is like that; not a contract between equal parties but an explosion of dreams and desires that can find no outlet in everyday life.

She wanted to kiss the hesitation of his throat.