14,879 Quotes About Romance

I've talked too much, and I know that my life must be boring compared to yours. No so much about my parents, of course, but living here, I mean. No it's not boring at all. It's interesting. Kind of like... reading a new book when you turns the pages and experience something unexpected.

I think poverty is not the worst thing in the world, blindness is, because blind people cannot see your beauty.

God,” she butted her head into his chest, “I'm so angry with myself.”“What? Why?”“Because … this is my mess I dragged you into, and you don't deserve any of it, and I feel like I'm ruining you with every single thing I say, and…” she lifted her head, eyes shimmering, “I'm a selfish, selfish bitch. Because all I can think about, is whether I'll regret it in three hours, when we walk out of here, and I never know, not even once, what it's like to be with a really nice guy.

You, my dear, are a creature of the night, you are a vampire.

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.

I have seen you give him looks and smiles this very night, such as you never give to—me.""Do you want me then," said Estella, turning suddenly with a fixed and serious, if not angry look, "to deceive and entrap you?""Do you deceive and entrap him, Estella?""Yes, and many others—all of them but you.

Each of us has a heart, a soul, and feelings. Each of us desires to be wanted, to be appreciated, and to be loved.""Making love is not something you do to someone―it's something you share. Lovemaking between men and women should be mutually pleasurably. Both women and men should be fully and completely satisfied.""If women were totally satisfied with their sexual and lovemaking experiences, women would welcome the lovemaking experience as much as men.

She smiles at his innocence then ponders the what if and the maybe

How is it that I am completely naked while you haven’t shed even one stitch of clothing?”“Because you were dinner, Rebecca.”A snort escaped, mixing with her laughter. “Remind me to have dinner with you more often. I have been missing out.” “You? What about me?