“I don't want you to ever doubt how much I love you, how much I want you, how much I need you.” — Jennifer Comeaux Copy Share Image
Anyone who reads advice books about romance has one problem to begin with: bad taste in literature. — Roger Ebert Copy Share Image
Dark hair on a white pillow, an ache inside, his face a reflection in her eye. — Shalini Copy Share Image
“Humans are curious creatures. What we cannot see, our logical minds will try to deny.” — Nancy B. Brewer Copy Share Image
“She knew all about love—that beautiful, exquisitely painful but precious journey.” — Mary Hart Perry Copy Share Image
'i don't,..my intimacy has not taught me that yet.and as to laugther,we will not exposed ourselves by trying to laugh with out… — AXLL_SBLNS Copy Share Image
“Love comes from the heart, not by force. And the heart is like glass, once it breaks, it can’t be fixed.” — Ayoub Imilouane Copy Share Image
“He wasn't aware of it but when he smiled he looked like an amiable bear. When he didn't smile he didn't look… — Emma Goldrick Copy Share Image
“I puzzled over it,watching him stare at my daughter staring at her like...like he was a blind man seeing the sun for… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“The soul, they say, is divine and the flesh is iniquity. But I am a musician and I ask this - without… — Kathleen Valentine Copy Share Image
I'm really into a blush on the eyelid and on the high of the cheek. The singer of 'Cocteau Twins' used to… — Chloe Sevigny Copy Share Image
“Wakaba...is the one who fills the void in me. He is me. If he's not here, I can't be a complete human.” — Kotobuki Tarako Copy Share Image
“I can’t let it happen. I can’t risk it. I have to protect you, and I will. With every breath in me,… — J.L. Sheppard Copy Share Image
“She followed the melting flakes, revelling in the thickness, the softness of his hair, which he wore long. She had loved to… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“The cottage pie was about as wholesome and straightforward as you could get. It was food for winter evenings and happy days.… — Alexis Hall Copy Share Image
My godchild Zoe, age 6, suddenly said: "Can you describe what romance is?" I talked about wooing, and yearning, and she sighed… — Sark Copy Share Image
Automated gender analysis of my writings often marks me as male, probably because I write about technology, and also about war. But… — Zeynep Tufekci Copy Share Image
“Watching him, his hands buried in his pockets—to keep from circling her neck she supposed—she couldn't help but marvel at the curious… — Tracy Sumner Copy Share Image
“If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I get some of my ideas from watching my three daughters, but most of them come from my own memories of growing… — Francine Pascal Copy Share Image
“I could feel heat pooling between my legs fast and intense. My thighs pressed together, uselessly. Shame surged up my spine, but… — Dari A. Malaunt Copy Share Image
