I don’t have this fantasy about marriage anymore. Everyone says it takes hard work. Well, it kind of does – and I’m much more pragmatic about romance than I used to be.
The man irritated her just like a rash.
I love historical romance, absolutely love it.
Take care. -If you do not speak- I shall claim you as my own in some presumptuous way. -Send me away at once, if I must go; -Margaret!-.
A cynic by experience, a romantic by inclination and now a hero by necessity.
Romance and novel paint beauty in colors more charming than nature, and describe a happiness that humans never taste. How deceptive and destructive are those pictures of consummate bliss!
I will have to admit, though, that I will never look at an apple in quite the same way.
Now as the Paradisiacal pleasures of the Mahometans consist in playing upon the flute and lying with Houris, be mine to read eternal new romances of Marivaux and Crebillon.
Christianity – An old metaphysical romance, filled with marvels, contradictions, and absurdity, born in the ardent imagination of Orientals, has spread into our Europe. Enthusiasts have purveyed it, careerists have pretended to accept it, imbeciles have believed it.
When they see us dance. When they see how you look at me. When they see how I smile at you.
He had taken George, my beloved George, from me. And he had taken my other self: Anne.
I’m big on taking the lady out to dinner. We have some candlelight romance every now and then. And our whole family is within a 6-mile radius. It’s disgustingly domestic. I’m big on Costco.
I stare at her for a long moment. I want to kiss her. I want to kiss her more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.
There’s a certain nostalgia and romance in a place you left.
Romance is important, but to have a friend you can use as a mirror, who can give you an objective response, that’s what’s really important.
Lies, fables and romances must needs be probable, but not the truth and foundation of our faith.
I looked at Micah, who shrugged. I looked at Rafael, who shook his head. Nice that none of us knew why he was undressing.
That was the true terror of love, that you could love with your whole heart, your whole soul, and lose both.
My ideas about vampires may by romantic, but your attitudes toward women need a major overhaul.
I don’t write the kind of ‘happily ever after’ that romance readers enjoy.