To endure the pain of living, we all drug ourselves more or less with gin, with literature, with superstitions, with romance, with… — George Bernard Shaw Copy Share Image
“Ah, and then her beautiful face…actually, the level and angle that she was holding the umbrella, the whole time as she passed… — Andrew James Pritchard Copy Share Image
I hate Valentine's Day. I think every day should be a day of romance. Then, on Valentine's Day, you should get to… — Ashton Kutcher Copy Share Image
I have similar feelings, actually. The intimacy of a club: you can see the people, you can almost feel them; you can't… — Benny Green Copy Share Image
“No longer expecting to be beautiful and touched with grace till the end of her days, she was coming to the realization… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Tear filled eyes glisten in the firelight. She’s so fucking beautiful that it hurts to look at her, but it’s an ache… — Heather M. Orgeron Copy Share Image
“Young love-making--that gossamer web! Even the points it clings to--the things whence its subtle interlacing are swung--are scarcely perceptible; momentary touches of… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“The intimacy we share is something truly special, a bond that goes far beyond mere physical attraction or temporary connections. It's the… — Shahid Hussain Raja Copy Share Image
“Oh!" cried Anne eagerly, "I hope I do justice to all that is felt by you, and by those who resemble you.… — Jane Austen Copy Share Image
“I feel like I am stuck in a bad movie, with a little devil sitting on one shoulder and an angel on… — Vi Keeland Copy Share Image
I have always liked running, so it wasn't particularly difficult to make it a habit. All you need is a pair of… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“She hit the button again, holding her breath this time until she heard it. Soft, sibilant, as insubstantial as the breaths that… — Jane Taylor Starwood Copy Share Image
“116. "I have heard that on the day the world was born, the bird of love was released to fly. It searched… — Mir Sayyid Manjhan Shattari Rajgiri Copy Share Image
“I got my heart broken by following it and making stupid choices. It happens. I grew up. I got over it.” She… — Sara Daniel Copy Share Image
“there are three kinds of people in the world: those who don't know and don't know they don't know; those who don't… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“ Proxemics Proxemics is the study of how people use space. As a rule, people reveal how they feel toward each other… — Jonathan Berent Copy Share Image
“When they finally pulled apart, Rishi’s mouth tingling still, Dimple smiled shyly and looked down at their hands, entwined between them on… — Sandhya Menon Copy Share Image
“Lachlan frowned as he misjudged the distance and his forehead hit Cormag's head with a bump. He wrapped his arms around his… — Elaine White Copy Share Image
“This book is dedicated to every woman who has ever felt self-conscious about her size. Outer beauty comes in all sizes, shapes,… — Raynetta Manees Copy Share Image
“In answer to a question you asked me not a long ago, a question I didn’t answer at the time…it is worth… — Kate Avery Ellison Copy Share Image
I like to think of myself as a free spirit. I've never married. I'm not conventional in that way. But I do… — Patricia Clarkson Copy Share Image
“What's left? Romance. Love's counterfeit free of charge to all. Fall into my arms and the world with its sorrows will shrink… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“My mom believed that you make your own luck. Over the stove she had hung these old, maroon painted letters that spell… — Emmy Laybourne Copy Share Image
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m a ray of sunshine.” James smirked. “Does that make me the cloud that keeps… — Konstantina P Copy Share Image
To go out in a gondola at night is to reconstruct in one's imagination the true Venice, the Venice of the past… — Peggy Guggenheim Copy Share Image
“But baby, you started this.” The hand on her hip tugged her closer, her inner thighs brushing against the smooth fabric pulled… — Tracey Alvarez Copy Share Image
When I write, I lose time. I'm happy in a way that I have a hard time finding in real life. The… — Jill Soloway Copy Share Image
Now, my mom did not read well and she read 'True Romance' magazines, but she read with me. And she would spend… — Walter Dean Myers Copy Share Image
In my 20s, I became obsessed with the role-playing game 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms,' named after a classical Chinese novel, and… — Kim Young-ha Copy Share Image
“The candles illuminated the room and his murals of tattoos...There were muscles everywhere, protruding from his skin and framing him like armor;… — Latrivia Nelson Dmitry's Closet Copy Share Image
He was so far from the gallant knights in her romantic fantasies ... He was tarnished, scarred, imperfect. Deliberately he had destroyed… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Music itself is going to become like running water or electricity. So it's like, just take advantage of these last few years… — David Bowie Copy Share Image
I could have been on a path that led to different, more traditional teen romance, and 'Nip/Tuck' shook me loose from any… — Seth Gabel Copy Share Image
“Some primal force roared inside him, his possessive streak taking charge. He cupped the back of her head, her hair falling over… — Leah Braemel Copy Share Image
“I am caught. You caught me. Not the other way around. From the very first day. And from the very first day,… — Amanda Bouchet Copy Share Image
“How come when mortals want things, their only option is to make a deal with Hell and sell their soul? Why can’t… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Sometime you will find, even as I have found, that there is no such thing as romantic experience; there are romantic memories,… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“I see life as a waste. You grow up. Get a job. Have a family. Retire. Then die. But there's one thing… — Heather Sally Copy Share Image
And your life,' Katie said to Christy, 'is turning into a rather predictable romance. Girl meets boy. Boy is a dork for… — Robin Jones Gunn Copy Share Image
“Eccolo!” he exclaimed. At the same moment the ground gave way, and with a cry she fell out of the wood. Light… — E.M. Forster Copy Share Image
