Experience has taught me how important it is to just keep going, focusing on running fast and relaxed. Eventually it passes and the flow returns. It’s part of racing.
Abstinence for me is about romance. It has nothing to do with my relationship with God. It’s definitely a bonus in that department, but it’s nothing spiritual. It’s about giving something special to that person you’re going to spend the rest of your life with.
You have no idea how hard it is to live out a great romance.
I have noticed before that there is a category of acquaintanceship that is not friendship or business or romance, but speculation, fascination.
I read all of Rider Haggard’s books. For me he had the romance of Africa with a little bit of mysticism. I’m delighted to be looked on as his heir and be categorised as an adventure novelist because that’s exactly what I am.
Romance is dead – it was acquired in a hostile takeover by Hallmark and Disney, homogenized, and sold off piece by piece.
I must say I am not pleased to have to arrange the Senate schedule around the availability of Senators who are running for President.
As time went on, I did campaign to lighten the character a little bit, to introduce some romance into the episodes, outside activities, horse riding and fencing and mountaineering.
I am not a huge fan of the one-sided pining romances where the guy is a perfect love-object because we don’t see inside his head.
Because you have only known me for like fourteen seconds and seven of those were us making out and you still know more about me than all of my friends in this stupid place.
Scent is the strongest tie to memory.
When he kissed me, his lips soft and careful, it was all the thrill of our first kiss and all the practiced familiarity of the accumulated memory of all our kisses.
Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his. With a guilty little smile he pulled my hand toward his nose and took a sniff and then another one. His smile widened though it was still shy. It was absolutely adorable and my breath got caught somewhere in my throat.
She screamed, the high scream that was neither human nor animal but something terrible in between, the sort of sound that you never forget no matter how many beautiful things you hear afterward.
I am forever a romantic. I try to bring that into my work. I try not to be fooled by romance. Or work.
On the Richter scale of love and romance, you’ve hit a twelve.
Romance is mush, stifling those who strive.
After all, sustainability means running the global environment – Earth Inc. – like a corporation: with depreciation, amortization and maintenance accounts. In other words, keeping the asset whole, rather than undermining your natural capital.
I was married when I was 17. I knew nothing. I was full of romance.
I want to build a life with someone that’s based on their dreams as well as my dreams. I think that the idea of finding another person to share with is the most fascinating, beautiful quest you could ever be on in life.