Quotes About Romance

Kiss me, so long but as a kiss may last!

And the sunlight clasps the earth And the moonbeams kiss the sea What are all these kissings worth - If thou kiss not me?

The loveliest of faces are to be seen by moonlight, when one sees half with the eye and half with the fancy.

You gotta respect a girl who realizes that romantic relationships are built on lies and goes to town with it!

That was it. To be a rolling stone. In the romantic places of the earth. Ready for a fight, a frolic, or a feed. And since I was Irish, since I was Billy Hamill's son, since I was from Brooklyn: a drink too.

He's kinda shy. Maybe I should ask him out." "I think it's more traditional for you to trick him into asking you out. That way he feels more manly.

Ellen Brody: Wanna get drunk and fool around? Brody: Oh Yeah.

I'd wade through slaughter ... To drink your bathwater.

The first night Stephen and I slept together, he whispered numbers into my ear: long, high numbers -- distances between planets, seconds in a life. He spoke as if they were poetry, and they became poetry. Later, when he fell asleep, I leaned over him and watched, trying to picture a mathematician's dreams. I concluded that Stephen must dream in abstract, cool designs like Mondrian paintings.

a remarkable 22% of all married couples have reported in recent years that they met and started dating at their offices.

Romantic ardor is in basic principle Lethean. Its purpose is temporarily to blind us to one another; make us forget the low esteem in which we really hold one another, and in which we quite deserve to be held; the anesthetic administered to reason without which the race would not go on.

He'd never made a move on her in those three weeks.

Astronauts got laid a lot .

Since the invention of the kiss there have been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure. This one left them all behind. The End." The Princess Bride (1987) – Grandpa (Peter Falk)

Come, let us take our fill of love till morning. Let us delight in loving caresses!

This is Solomonís Song of Songs.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine.

My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi.

How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves.

How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed.

My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.

How beautiful you are, my darling—how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.

Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon, and your mouth is lovely. Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.

Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.