Quotes About Love

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.

I love you the way I love nightmare, secrets coming up like smoke through a grid, the way I love mirrors shattered but still whole, reflecting the foolish image in a hundred lit-up fragments. No one else could take me, pay my way with what your skin knows.

Marriage, even the best marriages are tough.

My mother was the dearest, sweetest angel. She didn't talk she sang. She was a tower of strength.

Love is, above all else, the gift of oneself.

One can be a patriot, you know, without making one's wife join the breadline.

There is love of course. And then there's life, its enemy.

Things are beautiful if you love them.

Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.

A happy love is full of quarrels, you know.

C'est plein de disputes, un bonheur.

Il y a l'amour... Et puis il y a la vie, son ennemie.

What is this mania to love someone all one's life ? Why should we?

Those who have been too long at their labor, who have drunk too long at the cup of voluptuousness, who feel they have become temporarily inhumane, who are tormented by their families, who find life sad and love ephemeral......they should all eat chocolate and they will be comforted.

A dessert without cheese is like a beautiful woman with no heart.

Ayla should have been the son of my mate." Brun to Broud, Clan of the Cave Bear.

Neither genius, fame, nor love show the greatness of the soul. Only kindness can do that.

To live without loving is not really to live.

There is a pact of pride in a couple's love, a pact of glory, which is at least as fundamental as sexual feelings. These latter peter out silently in the two bodies, but the pact can only be broken by the spoken word.

Cowardice and courage are never without a measure of affectation. Nor is love. Feelings are never true. They play with their mirrors.

To love someone is to isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace of him, dispossess him of his shadow, drag him into a murderous future. It is to circle around the other like a dead star and absorb him into a black light.

Cinnamon and sugar and a second chance....how could that not be sign?

Haz la guerra! Haz la guerra a tu cobardía, a tu pereza, a tu ignorancia, a tu presunción, a tu dolor. Haz la guerra primero, y el amor os será dado

I love cats because I love my home and after a while they become its visible soul.