I can’t leave her now. I like her too much. There, I said it. But I won’t say it again.

I never wanted anything as bad as I want you

Love should feel like a hand sewn quilt made by grandma, wrapping you up on a cold winter morning.

Have you ever been in a situation where you had to choose between your loved ones, knowing that whatever you decided, you would have to lie to one of them?’‘Yes. More than once.’ Elijah’s words...

I know you can take care of yourself,” he said, with absolute certainty. His vivid eyes probed hers. With the same underlying resolve, he lifted a hand and brushed her cheek with his fingertips. “I...

… far be it from a French man to interfere with love.

But I don’t want “good” and I don’t want “good enough”I want “can’t sleep, can’t breathe without your love”Front porch and one more kiss, it doesn’t make sense to anybody elseWho cares if you’re all...

So what’s up?” He had one hand behind his back.

If my last name were Drinkfood, I’d pour you a hot cup of spaghetti. And if my last name were Eatdrink, I’d be more romantic and pour you some wine, and let you sip it...

My brain is divided into two butterflies, and both are in love with your rose-shaped heart. If you’ve got the garden, I’ve got my whole life.

If we spoke with our ears, and listened through our mouth, then a kiss might be the most romantic sound in the world.

I’m an incurable romantic. The essence of romance is an unshakable conviction that next time will be different.

Love means never having to say you’re sorry.

Every person has the right to be loved in the way she/he wants to be loved. Making love is not something you do to someone; making love is something you share.

Now.

You are my ground and you are my rainbow. You are my butterfly and you are my ecstasy. You are the start of my journeys and always my destination. You are my home – the...

Nevertheless, now that I have met you, I know that all that I am, and all that I have, could not match what you are worth.

I Cannot Remember You…engulfed in liquid amnesiaI cannot fight the tide

A true romantic will break the rules for the right reasons. He will not conform to the ideals bestowed upon him by society. Instead he will fight for a climate of freedom that allows him...

Classicism is health, romanticisim is sickness.

If you asked me to marry you all over again today I’d say yes, said Valentine.And if I had only met you for the first time today, I’d ask.

And you’re not leaving,” she said. “Promise me.”It was as if she had asked him to promise to keep breathing, to notice sunshine, to permit the spinning of the earth. What choice did he have?...

It shouldn’t be. Because being with someone should matter enough to be at least a little bit complicated.

The directness of her question throws me. “I don’t know. Sometimes I think there are only so many opportunities…to get together with someone. And we’ve both screwed up so many times”- my voice grows quiet...

I don’t want to be the anchor around his feet. I want to be the sky. I want to be the colorful weird name.

lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special.

But you were concerned about making sure things, you know, didn’t get serious.””Yeah, because I’m an idiot.

I see the way he looks at you when you’re not aware of his gaze. I see the way you care for him. And so when you think he wants you gone, it is not...

You’re all I think about. I can’t breathe without you in my head, my body, everywhere. Even when I close my eyes, you’re there…” Sera arched her neck and moaned, feeling as if every inch...

El llanto es tan saludable como el sudor, y más poético. Hay que aplicarlo siempre que sea posible como la medicina antigua aplicaba la sangría.

And talk about that fabulous chest. Mmm he must work out because that chest does wonders”.

I want. I need. I ache. I burn. Burn with me.” Ellysetta to Rain in Lord of the Fading Lands.

AnatasiaYou Are My More My Love, My LifeChristian

Whatever he goes through, I feel. Whatever I go through, he feels. It’s what happens when two people become one: they no longer only share love. They also share all of the pain, heartache, sorrow,...

If love were a color, it’d be orange. Not because that’s a romantic color, but because it’s the sweetest. If you want to know how I feel about you, I just made some juice out...

I decide to order wine, despite the fact that I don’t like it. But just because I don’t enjoy it is no reason for me not to not enjoy it. I’m romantic like that, I...

Would women find vampires even sexier and more romantic if instead of fangs they had rose thorns? It’s thoughts like these I think of when digging in my garden, looking for my one true love...

Mo Nighean donn,” he whispered,” mo chridhe. My brown lass, my heart.”Come to me. Cover me. Shelter me. a bhean, heal me. Burn with me, as I burn for you.

One half of me is a hopeless romantic. The other half is well… just realistic.

I’m Kieran. You must be a hell of a thief because you stole my heart from across the room,

Jacksonville is home to the most romantic man in the known universe. And it will be for some time, until I either move away, or my clone arrives to challenge me for my title.

I love her beyond reason.

This was getting bloody ridiculous, he thought savagely. If she became any more adorable, endearing, or delectable, something was going to get broken.Most likely his heart.

i get a little romantic about the old Empire State. Just looking at it makes me want to play some Frank Sinatra tunes and sway a little. I have a crush on a building. I’d...

German is a much more precise language than English. Americans throw the word love around for everything: I love my wife! I love all my friends! I love rock music! I love the rain! I...

Let’s go,” I said.”Go where?””On Lori’s date with Parker.”Now he looked at me over the nerdy spectacles he wore for reading.”I wasn’t aware it was a double date. And you’re not my type.

The greatest of love letters are always coded for the one and not the many.

It’s the kind that makes you thinkabout things that make your head hurt, because not thinking about them is the coward’s way out. The kind that makes you touch people who bruise yoursoul, just because...

I did not matter what distant iron city had raised him. He had been made by Sorry-in-the-Vale, his bones as much a part of it as the valley and the woods. It was as if...

I was beginning to agree with the thesis that some truths were better off dead.And buried.