Romance Quotes

Chris just watches, but he can't keep his mouth shut for long. Excellent, everyone is serving me. I'm glad you guys have finally figured out how it should be...now you just need to convince the world.

~ Kate Sherwood

He looked at her, smiling. Her heart—which had been beating pretty rapidly all evening, increased in pace. His hair was ruffled and he had a scattering of sand on his arms. He was gorgeous. And he was looking at her as if she were covered in maple syrup and he wanted to lick it off. She couldn’t believe her luck.

~ Serenity Woods

Devon Hamilton-Zemaitis was a beautiful woman. Being dead didn't change that.

~ Rachel Gibson

You remarked once in a fit of pique you had made me famous. You were wrong, my dear. You have made me.

~ T.d. Mckinney

A first kiss is the demarcation line: the same information that a moment ago felt private, all of a suddens seems unfair to withhold. And with that exchange came more.

~ Francesca Marciano

I will be so glad for you to hear not the sounds of gunfire but the sounds of church bells, and of people working in peace.

~ Elizabeth Berg

A punching bag. The guy was pounding on a punching bag. That realization took about a nanosecond to register in her brain before the real important information came to the forefront: LoriSue, God bless her slutty little soul, had been absolutely correct. He was male-stripper material, and he’d been thoughtful enough to strip to a pair of athletic shorts on his very first night in the neighborhood.

~ Susan Donovan

Relationships are physics. Time transforms things- it has to, because the change from me to we means clearing away the fortifications you'r put up around your old personality. Living with Susannah made me feel as if I started riding Einstein's famous theoretical bus. Here's my understanding of that difficult idea, nutshelled: if you're riding a magic Greyhound, equipped for light-speed travel, you'll actually live though less time than will any pedestrians whom the bus passes by. So, for a neighbor on the street with a stopwatch, the superfast bus will take two hours to travel from Point A to Point B. But where you're on that Greyhound, and looking at the wipe of the world out those rhomboidial coach windows, the same trip will take just under twenty-four minutes. Your neighbor, stopwatch under thumb, will have aged eighty-six percent more than you have. It's hard to fathom. But I think it's exactly what adult relationships do to us: on the outside, years pass, lives change. But inside, it's just a day that repeats. You and your partner age at the same clip; it seems not time has gone by. Only when you look up from your relationship- when you step off the bus, feel the ground under your shoes- do you sense the sly, soft absurdity of romance physics.

~ Darin Strauss

The voice blurs and fades, like a faint cry riding on the tails of the wind. I yawn and stretch, rolling over. I fold my pillow under my head and wait for the voice to return. When I hear nothing but the sound of my own breathing I allow myself to drift back into a dreamless slumber.

~ Lauren Hammond

Kevin had been born to make love to a man, the same way I had.

~ Jenna Hilary Sinclair

Choice betrays character,” I said.“That’s not true.” Loring moved his finger along thesheet as if writing his name in cursive. “Eliza, you can’t judge a man solely on his actions. Sometimes actions are nothing more than reactions.

~ Tiffanie Debartolo

Is it love to worship a saint in heaven, whom you dare not touch, who hovers above you like a cloud, which floats away from you even as you gaze? To love is to feel one being in the world at one with us, our equal in sin as well as in virtue. To love, for us men, is to clasp one woman with our arms, feeling that she lives and breathes just as we do, suffers as we do, thinks with us, loves with us, and, above all, sins with us. Your mock saint who stands in a niche is not a woman if she have not suffered, still less a woman if she have not sinned. Fall at the feet of your idol an you wish, but drag her down to your level after that- the only level she should ever reach, that of your heart.

~ Emmuska Orczy

He tugged my zipper down like he was unveiling a gift, spreading my pants open. “Yeah. There it is. You have a nice fat dick. I would have never guessed it.“I’m Italian,” I said inanely.

~ L.b. Gregg

Love isn't something you take from one to give to another. Love is to be shared among all; the more people we have in our family, the more love there will be to share.

~ P.a. Minyard

True vice, my lady, would frighten us all, if it did not wear the mask of virtue. (p.56)

~ Emery Lee

So you've taken to spying on her. It must be love.

~ Richard Finney

The first kiss is never just a kiss but a beautiful place you get to go only once.

~ Colin Tegerdine

But as Ana pulled away on a west-bound highway with a werewolf riding shotgun and her thirst for blood calling yet again, she had this thought: Maybe a Misfit could never be normal, no matter how badly it wanted to.

~ Ayul Hendricks-Levy

Are you lovers?Excuse me?Do you mind my asking you?Yes.It's off the record.Then why do you need to know?Daniel Moore smiled. A large, happy smile.Because I would like to ask you to dinner.

~ Francesca Marciano

beberapa orang bilangsaya gilabeberapa orang bilang saya bodohnamun, beberapa orang bilang saya sedang jatuh cinta

~ Emmanuella Elma

My desire, my sincere and heartfelt desire is to rip that surprisingly sheer garment from your body, toss you onto that bed, and indeed ravish you from head to toe. I wish to make love to you until you are too exhausted to do so much as stand without support. Until you call out my name in your dreams and reach for me in your sleep. Until you can think of no one and nothing beyond the touch of my hand, the caress of my lips.

~ Victoria Alexander

I tell you all the time, you will never be able to replace me with a brass and steam contraption.

~ Maeve Alpin

There ought to be a law that allows eavesdroppers to sue.

~ Gill Mcknight

The northern star changes its position every ten thousand years, but friendships can last for all eternity.— RJPeters

~ R.j. Peters

Enough with the sadness! This dream is not for cry-babies...” he said, his face beaming with a wide smile.

~ Cameo Renae

With no sense of smell, your memories dropped like pennies out of a ripped pocket, until the past was ashes and your parents were blanks: nothing more than the holes in Swiss cheese.

~ Ilsa Bick

He grinned, a very dark and evil grin… the kind of grin that the Grinch had before he stole Christmas.

~ Cameo Renae

For thy sweet love remembr'd such wealth bringsThat then, I scorn to change my state with kings.

~ William Shakespeare

Why don't you check out those teenagers in the middle row? They've been going at it like dogs in heat ever since the previews. They're probably both werewolves. And even if they aren't, you should throw them out on principle alone.

~ Rusty Fischer

All I knew was, my Father was famous for being a loser, and a loser that wanted nothing to do with me, since the day I was born.

~ Holly Hood

The problem with romance is the occlusion. The tunnel vision, drawing your every gaze downstream, into those other eyes, the flotsam of your better self, your clearer self, along for the ride. It doesn't matter what secrets swirl and bob in the waters beneath you, as you float toward that lady at Delphi, who, you imagined, reading Mythology, must have been beautiful. It doesn't matter that Charybdis, with no body, with no form, with only a mouth-as-being, couldn't have been evil, because she lacked the brain for it. It doesn't matter that following the logical course of events, the natural course, always disadvantages someone else, because love, after all, is simply a competition for resources, made infinitely complex and unknowable when squared and cubed and raised to every other emotional exponent - and then layered with sex and society and a bad memory for what those resources were in the first place.

~ Darin Bradley

Because I love you. Don't you get it? Not because Cassandra is a part of you and Coroebus is a part of me. I love you because you are Nadira. The strange beautiful Nadira. The Nadira that has such hatred for me it kills to see the anger in your eyes whenever you even glance at me. I love Nadira. Not Cassandra. I love you.

~ Atarah L. Poling

Katherine stared intently at the cold, hard steel. She knew it would be loaded and that, if need be, there was extra ammunition in the back of the drawer. She would not be one of those girls, the ones who sit idly by and wait for the answers to come to them.

~ Gwenn Wright

For the next several minutes we forgot about scones and lollipops and SATs and politicians and the Secret Service and hovered in a blissful place, population of two—Max and me. When I was kissing Max, the rest of the world, and all my problems faded away.

~ Cassidy Calloway

For a moment she believed he had left, but as she shifted away from the wall she sensed him there beside the bed. He was very close. Wretched curiosity! But she would fight it and not look. “Katherine,” he whispered, his breath rolling in a warm wave across her cheek. A traitor tear spilled out, the humiliation was too much to contain. Gently, a finger dabbed the wetness from her skin. He said it again, softly, as though it pleased him just to say it, “Katherine.” “Viktor!” the accented voice bellowed from below. And then the shadow was gone. Darkness overwhelmed her then and carried her away to a land of crows and mocking strangers.

~ Gwenn Wright

Brick walls towered over her. Decrepit staircases crowded about her. Nothing had changed. The line there, the lessons there, the rape there. Shouldn't the place be crimson with blood and black with shame?

~ Sarah Sundin

Did you know, ma'am, that our mutual friend can say kiss my arse in six languages?

~ Liz Carlyle

Time was of no consequence and I just hoped that eternity would start now. The person I used to be had suddenly ceased to exist. I was melting and being remodeled into nothing but the hand he was just holding right now.

~ Amira Aly

If we became a pal to what scared us the most, we could find a simple way to ease all that bothered us, we would find peace, peace that we could live with.

~ Holly Hood

My Dearest Breena, They will remember us. Long after these wars have been mourned and then forgotten long after Summer and Winter fairies lay aside their rancor for one another and forget that they have ever tasted hatred they will remember – Summer fairies and Winter too – of a fairy king who loved his queen. - Prince Kian

~ Kailin Gow