Quotes About Romance

Readers understand that the books celebrate female power. In the romance novel, the woman always wins. With courage, intelligence and gentleness she brings the most dangerous creature on the earth, the human male, to his knees.

The romance genre is the only genre where readers are guaranteed novels that place the heroine at the heart of the story. These are books that celebrate women's heroic virtues and values: courage, honor, determination and a belief in the healing power of love.

Romance novels are tales of brave women taming dangerous men. They are stories that capture the excitement of that most mysterious of relationships, the one between a woman and a man. They are legends told to women by other women, and they are as powerful and as endlessly fascinating to women as the legends that lie at the heart of all the other genres.

Pretty much everything about you gets me hot.

The hero in a romance is the most important challenge the heroine must face and conquer. The hero is her real problem in the book, not whatever trendy issue or daring adventure is also going on in the subplot. In some way, shape, or form, in some manner either real or perceived on the heroine's part, the hero must be a source of emotional and, yes, sometimes physical risk. He must present a genuine threat.

They were having sex on Gifford's desk, if you must know." Lucas's eyes glinted. "His desk, huh?" "Yes." Amaryllis raised her chin, the better to look down her nose at him. "I would have thought it would have been extremely uncomfo rtable, but they appeared to enjoy it.

I just wondered if you always carry a miniature tool kit when you take a woman out to dinner." "Always. I'm an engineer.

A happy love is full of quarrels, you know.

The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love.

We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together.

At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.

on him, under him, with his mouth pressed to hers, he sang to her uncouth songs that moved through her body.

My fiction is reviewed by the mainstream press, by science fiction periodicals, romance magazines, small press publications and various other journals, including some usually devoted to archaeological and other science material.

[Victor's] heart was on the sunny side of love...

How stupid lovers can be! But if they were not, there would be no story.

The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.

Le nom d'amant peut-être offense son courage; Mais il en a les yeux, s'il n'en a le langage.

I never use the word 'sex' in my novels - that is not what romance is about. It's about love and emotion. All my stories were different but they all had a happy ending - the perfect finish to any romance.

I fell in love with Caligula and now I'm married to Calvin.

Her Lips Are Copper Wire" whisper of yellow globes gleaming on lamp posts that sway like bootleg licker drinkers in the fog and let your breath be moist against me like bright beads on yellow globes telephone the power-house that the main wires are insulate (her words play up and down dewy corridors of billboards) then with your tongue remove the tape and press your lips to mine till they are incandescent

I hate the moonlight because it's beautiful and he isn't here to see it with me.

see marriage as a man must, a good, sensible workaday institution; but awfully curbing to one's liberty. Somehow, after you're married forever, life has lost its feeling of adventure. There aren't any romantic possibilities waiting to surprise you around each corner.

but you won't mind, will you, if I tell you that I have a very much more special feeling for another man? You can probably guess without much trouble who he is. I suspect that my letters have been very full of Master Jervie for a very long time. I

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. Only a drama will do and while the fireworks last the sky is a different colour.