Quotes About Romance

That thing, that moment, when you kiss someone and everything around becomes hazy and the only thing in focus is you and this person and you realize that that person is the only person that you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life, and for one moment you get this amazing gift and you want to laugh and you want to cry because you feel so lucky that you found it and so scared that that it will go away all at the same time.

A true man does not need to romance a different girl every night, a true man romances the same girl for the rest of her life.

Do not worry about life and unnecessary things. Have fun. Fall in love. Make sweet and romantic love. Regret nothing, and don't let people bring you down.

You've been the only one to give me butterflies just by being there.

I'll never be the one who lies next to you at night. I'll never be the one you dance with and hold ever so tight. I'll never be the one who wipes the tears from your cheeks. I'll never be the one to watch you fall asleep. I'll never be the one that you plan the future with. I'll never be the one that you greet with a kiss. I'll never be the one you walk with in the rain. I'll never be the one but ill love you just the same.

Being someone's first love may be great but to be their last is beyond perfect.

That moment when you are really sleepy but you don't want to go to sleep because you are talking to that special someone.

I'm ready for a somebody. I'm tired of being alone, and second.

The need for dreams, the desire to be made happy by the woman one has dreamed of, means that it can take no time at all to settle all one's chances of happiness on someone who a few days earlier was no more than a fortuitous, unknown, commonplace apparition on the boards of a theater.

He knew himself so little that he doubtless imagined that he was in love with her, perhaps indeed that he would be in love with her always

Pois desde que se está enamorado, todos os pequenos privilégios desconhecidos que a gente possui, desejaria poder divulgá-los à mulher a quem ama, como fazem na vida os deserdados e os importunos. Sentimos que ela os ignore, procuramos consolar-nos dizendo conosco mesmos que, justamente porque não são jamais visíveis, talvez ela acrescente à ideia que tem de nós essa possibilidade de vantagens desconhecidas.

never cease to kiss him. Every kiss provokes another. Ah, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring into life. How closely, in their abundance, are they pressed one against another; until lovers would find it as hard to count the kisses exchanged in an hour, as to count the flowers in a meadow in May.

Mas, ai! — pois, para o beijo, tão mal colocados estão as nossas narinas e os nossos olhos como malfeitos os lábios —, eis que de súbito os meus olhos cessaram de ver, e o meu nariz, por sua vez , esmagando-se, não sentiu mais nenhum odor, e, sem conhecer mais , por isso, o gosto do rosa desejado, eu soube, por esses detestáveis sinais, que estava enfim beijando as faces de Albertine.

Like everybody who is not in love, he imagined that one chooses the person one loves after endless deliberation and on the strength of diverse qualities and advantages.

In any case, Swann was blind not only to the gaps in Odette's education, but also to her poverty of mind. Indeed, when she told one of her silly stories, he would listen to her full of an obliging, cheerful, even admiring attentiveness, which could be explained only by his finding her still sexually arousing;

For existence is of little interest save on days when the dust of realities is mingled with magic sand, when some trivial incident becomes a springboard for romance. Then a whole promontory of the inaccessible world emerges from the twilight of dream and enters our life, our life in which, like the sleeper awakened, we actually see the people of whom we had dreamed with such ardent longing that we had come to believe that we should never see them except in our dreams

As for our feelings, we need hardly repeat that love is often only the association between the image of a girl (of whom otherwise we would very quickly have tired) and the increased heart rate inseparable from a long, futile wait when the young lady in question has "stood us up.

how we try to make sense of the world and of our place in it—it should be obvious that our approach is fundamentally limited in scope. This realization should open doors, not close them, since it makes the search for knowledge an open-ended pursuit, an endless romance with the unknown.

Comenzó a pasar más tiempo esperando a su príncipe azul que estando con él.

Las rosas son rojas, La violetas azul turquesa, Ven pronto a casa, Lo conseguiremos, princesa.

Mathematics has beauty and romance. It's not a boring place to be, the mathematical world. It's an extraordinary place; it's worth spending time there.

back when they had been teenagers who thought love was a noun, a thing you could possess.

And that is one of the problems of your generation. All sex. No romance. No love.

Surely only true love could justify my lack of taste.