Quotes About Romance

What lover would not be terrified if he were to weigh for one moment the full implication of his declaration, which is not made lightly, to commit himself for life?

there's one thing anyway I want you to tell her, and tell her right away, and that is that I'm in love with her." "Is that true?

Love is not a habit, a commitment, or a debt. It isn't what romantic songs tell us it is - love simply is.

Ever since time began, people have recognized their true Love by the light in their eyes.

she wanted to dance with someone who would embrace her in the way she dreamed of since adolescence.

When you are in love, things make even more sense, he thought.

There's nothing deeper than love. In fairytales , the princesses kiss the frogs, and the frogs become princes. In real life, the princesses kiss princes, and the princes turn into frogs.

In the words of a Persian sage: love is a disease no one wants to get rid of. Those who catch it never try to get better, and those who suffer do not wish to be cured.

Love is not a habit, a commitment, or a debt. It isn't what romantic songs tell us it is?love simply is. That is the testament of Athena or Sherine or Hagia Sofia?love is. No definitions. Love and don't ask too many questions. Just love.

The great craziness of men and women is precisely that: love.

Because what looks like crazy on an ordinary day can look like love howling if you see it in the moonlight.

What looks like crazy on an ordinary day looks a lot like love if you catch it in the moonlight.

Make love! He disliked the phrase. Could one make love?

Lo que nos hizo encontrarnos fueron dos historias que apenas se dieron la mano en medio de los acontecimientos. Y lo que aquí no pasó, no va a ocurrir en ninguna parte del mundo. Me enamoré de ti como una perra, y tú solamente te dejaste querer. ¿Qué podría ocurrir en Cuba que me ofrezca la esperanza de tu amor...?

Oh, please. If she's going to use Mr. Darcy to prop up her arguments, I give up.

Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair.

I'm for turning off the tube and turning down the light, cause I'm for nothing else but me and you tonight.

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?

O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart."-Helena

History and legend and art and romance meet and mingle to create that indefinable sorcery of Venice. It is like nothing on earth except a poet's dream.

Since Mozart's day composers have learned the art of making music throatily and palpitatingly sexual.

Devoid of all romance, the music plays and everyone must dance. I'm bowing out.

O delicious kiss, Why thou so sudden art gone? Lost in the moment thou art won?

If you're in the mood for a blushing art house romance, you'll fall for it, too.