The closer you are, the brighter the flames in my heart.

Love of my life, I love you so. Love of my life, don't ever go.

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die.

The telephone, which interrupts the most serious conversations and cuts short the most weighty observations, has a romance of its own.

For did my dreams come true when I looked at you. And maybe too, if you would believe, you too might be overjoyed, over loved, over me.

There may be a brighter star. But through my eyes the light of you is all I see.

Is that romantic fantasy real? Um, after kids, no. Take the kids away, I don't know. Depends.

Because I think in order to get famous you have to be known for something. Like 'You're the romantic comedy girl' or 'You're the Oscar-winning whatever girl.'

... the whole tenour of female education ... tends to render the best disposed romantic and inconstant; and the remainder vain and mean.

When I was a teenager I was a total romantic escapist. My world was books.