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Romance Quotes


"Well, nowIf little by little you stop loving meI shall stop loving youLittle by littleIf suddenly you forget meDo not look for meFor I shall already have forgotten youIf you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my lifeAnd you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have rootsRememberThat on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my armsAnd my roots will set off to seek another land."


"When you are in love, your eyes see him only, your ears hear him only, your mouth speaks of him only, your mind thinks of him only, your heart desires him only, your soul lives for him only; your entire universe revolves around him only."


"I would die for you, my love-in old age."


"I put my forehead on his collarbone, place one hand on his chest. Its rhythm reassures me: He is real, and he is now."


"Love is a place of rest, a place of comfort and a place of peace and enjoyment."



"There is only one state- admittedly an unusual state, but not one that can be stigmatized as pathological- in which it does not do this. At the height of being in love the boundary between ego and object threatens to melt away. Against all the evidence of his senses, a man who is in love declares that 'I' and 'you' are one, and is prepared to behave as if it were a fact."


"I don't want Sydney ever to feel like my second choice, when I know in my heart that she's the right choice. The only choice."


"Love only knocks on your heart's door when certain it has the right address."


"You all right?" he said again.I didn't love him, I was far away from him, it was as though I was seeing him through a smeared window or glossy paper; he didn't belong here. But he existed, he deserved to be alive. I was wishing I could tell him how to change so he could get there, the place where I was."Yes," I said. I touched him on the arm with my hand. My hand touched his arm. Hand touched arm. Language divides us into fragments, I wanted to be whole."


"Running with sharp knivesnever got me so farbut running with youseemed lovely."


"Love is years of devotion, sacrifice, commitment, loyalty, trust, faith, and friendship all wrapped up in one. True love does more than cause your heart to flutter. It upholds your heart when the infatuation no longer makes it flutter."


"All I do when we're apart is think about you, and all I when we're together is panic. Because every second feels so important. And because I'm so out of control, I can't help myself. I'm not even mine anymore, I'm yours, and what if you decide that you don't want me? How could you want me like I want you?'He was quiet. He wanted everything she'd just said to be the last thing he heard. He wanted to fall asleep with 'I want you' in his ears. 'God,' she said. 'I told you I shouldn't talk. I didn't even answer your question."


"He'd mesmerized her, held her soul captive. And she couldn't move."Unless you want more than a dream, he said.She did."Will you stay? he whispered. "Or will you go?She stayed. Heaven help her, she stayed.And Michael showed her just how romantic a library could be."


"I gave him my heart without thinking how it would feel if he returned it."



"Pale, with dark hair, the one who is coming is melancholy, romantic. And I am arch and fluent and capricious; for he is melancholy, he is romantic. He is here."



"When our focus is on seeking, perfecting, or clinging to romance, the charge is often generated by instability, rather than by an authentic connection with another person."


"Did you know I dream about your hair? I use to say it was the color of the sun at sunset, but I'm wrong. It's brighter than the sun, just as you are."


"One who loves roses cannot avoid its thorns."


"True love needs no words."


"I don't care if you danced naked on the roof of the Little Palace with him. I love you, Alina, even the part of you that loved him."


"I have never met anyone who gave back a heart they stole."


"I have no words - alas! - to tellThe loveliness of loving well!"


"I know I'm not supposed to say this, he said. "But I think I love you more than ever.I took his hand and tried not to think about how happy his words made me."


"Quiet love is better than loud hate."


"I want to feel intoxicated from inhaling the scent of you."


"Love creates acceptance, respect, passion and security."


"Love is the soul's rainbow."


"No three words have greater force than "I want you", greater strength than "I need you", greater might than "I miss you", and greater power than "I love you"."


"He liked to touch, she realized. In bed, he kept his arms around her or a hand on her like now. The way he played with her breasts, or just touched her, or ran his hands over her body, made her feel so...so beautiful, Desirable."


"Meeting Harrison hadn't been part of her plan, but once she'd met him, walking away from him had never been an option. Now she wondered if he'd be the one to walk away from her when he knew the truth about her past. He'd been so brutally honest with her about his own life and his career with the CIA before he'd started working for Red Stone Security. But she'd kept her secrets."


"I can resist everything but the temptation of you."


"I like you so much I don't know what to do with it. My heart beats so fast when I know I'm going to see you again."


"I suppose you come in here often, then, I say, half teasing. "Bringing your maids and admirers?Magiano frowns at that. He shakes his head. "You think I'm bedding every maid I speak to? he says and shrugs. "Flattered, Your Majesty. But you are very wrong."So, what you're telling me is that you come to this secret space alone?He tilts his head in a flirtatious way. "What's wrong with a thief wanting a little private time now and then? He comes closer. His breath warms my skin like the fog that hovers over the water. "Of course, here you are. I suppose I'm not alone, after all."


"I love you," I said to her. "From the bottom of my heart. I don't ever want to let you go again. But there's nothing I can do. I can't make a move.""Because of her?"I nodded."


"No one knows very much about the life of another. This ignorance becomes vivid, if you love another. Love sets the imagination on fire, and, also, eventually, chars the imagination into a harder element: imagination cannot match love, cannot plunge so deep, or range so wide."
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