Quotes About Romance

In springtime, the only pretty ring time Birds sing, hey ding A-ding, a-ding Sweet lovers love the spring—

Oh, thou did'st then ne'er love so heartily. If thou rememb'rest not the slightest folly That ever love did make thee run inot, Thou has not loved. Of if thou has't not sat as I do now, Wearying they hearer in thy mistress's praise, Thou has not loved. Of if thou hast not broke from company Abruptly, as my passion now makes me, Thou has not loved. (Silvius)

He eats nothing but doves, love, and that breeds hot blood, and hot blood beget hot thoughts, and hot thoughts beget hot deeds, and hot deeds is love.

We that are true lovers run into strange capers. But as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly.

The April's in her eyes: it is love's Spring, And these the showers to bring it on..

Juliet is the east and i am the sun.

William Shakespeare

Where souls do couch on flowers we'll hand in hand...

He kiss'd, –the last of many doubled kisses, –this orient pearl.

When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.

There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd.

What would you say to me now, an I were your very very Rosalind? ORLANDO: I would kiss before I spoke.

Why makes thou it so strange? She is a woman, therefore may be wooed; She is a woman, therefore may be won; She is Lavinia , therefore must be loved.

Pero, alto. ¿Qué luz alumbra esa ventana? Es el oriente, y Julieta, el sol. Sal, bello sol, y mata a la luna envidiosa, que está enferma y pálida de pena porque tú, que la sirves, eres más hermoso.

Ven, noche gentil, noche tierna y sombría, dame a mi Romeo y, cuando yo muera, córtalo en mil estrellas menudas: lucirá tan hermoso el firmamento que el mundo, enamorado de la noche, dejará de adorar al sol hiriente.

My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?

A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life; Whole misadventured piteous overthrows Do with their death bury their parents' strife.

Perdonados serán unos, castigados otros; pues jamás hubo tan lamentable historia como la de Julieta y su Romeo.

In maiden meditation, fancy-free. Yet marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell. It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound.

El amor es humo hecho de vapor de suspiros; si halla consumacion, es fuego chispeante en los ojos enamorados, de lo contrario, trocase en un mar de lagrimas enamoradas

Hot blood begets hot thoughts, And hot thoughts beget Hot deeds, And hot deeds is love.

Viola to Duke Orsino: 'I'll do my best To woo your lady.' [Aside.] 'Yet, a barful strife! Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife.

Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth;