Best 1 421 of Romantic quotes - MyQuotes
Well, go on then, Abby; run along and let the nice man compromise you.
Maria V. Snyder
Yelena, you've driven me crazy. You've caused me considerable trouble and I've contemplated ending your life twice since I've known you...but you slipped under my skin, invaded my blood and seized my heart.
Time moves quickly In the blink of an eye You're gone Do you miss me Feels like yesterday We were on Blissfully Grab your chin With my palm Kiss your cheek
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.
Sarah, I’m going to take care of you whether you like it or not.
Its not your fault for not being there. Its my fault for thinking you would be
Alfazon Me Wo Dam Kahan Jo Bayan kare Shakhsiyat Hamari, Rubaru Hona hai to Aghosh Me Aana Hoga, Yun Dekhne Bhar Se Nasha Nahi Hota Jaan Lo Shaaqi, Hum Ek Zaam Hain, Hamen Honthon se lagana Hoga…!!!!!! Hamari Aah se Paani me bhi Angare Dahak Jate hain, Hum se Mil Kar Murdon ke bhi Dil Dhadak Jate Hain….. Gustakhi Mat Karna Hum se Dil Lagane ki Shaaqi, Hamari Nazron se Takra ke May ke Payale Chatakh Jate Hain !!!!!!!!
You like me not because I like you. I like you just because I like me.
But did he know that I'd already forgiven him for having rejected me?
I'm a pretty forgetful guy, but everything she says, I remember. I remember what colour her hair ribbon was when we met on the first day of fifth grade. I remember that she loves orchids because they look delicate but aren't, really. From a single postcard she sent me when traveling with her family two summers ago. I remember what my name looks like in her handwriting.
What am I to you?’ Sophiel smiled. ‘The sun. You are my sun, like Astrid said. My sun, that lights up my life. That looks after me with its fiery rays. I only have to turn towards it for it to set fire to my heart.
The serenity of the lulling ocean is a wondrous thing to behold..more precious than the gems coveted and covered in platinum or gold...
Tessa Emily Hall
This typewriter is the only one that has listened to me throughout the years, the only one who wants to know the girl beneath my layers.
F. K. Preston
Dreams are memories. Memories are dreams. But my time with you hasn’t become a dream just yet. Because the sensation of your kisses keep me from sleep. I’m in love, God help me, I’m in love.
The rest of the girls out there are just shooting stars," Simon whispered into my ear. "They're on a crash course to nowhere. But you, my lady friend, you're a black hole. You've sucked me in, and now there's no escape
Jasleen Kaur Gumber
I don’t have any fancy story, about the way we fell in love. It was that one awkward move, and the next I remember, I was looking at you.
Aber auch Glück ist anstrengend. Ich finde nichts frustrierender, als neben einer auserwählten Person zu liegen und das Bedürfnis zu haben, ihr so nah wie möglich zu sein. Man kann sich umarmen und verknoten, bis man schwarz wird, man hat immer das Gefühl, noch näher sein zu wollen. Das sogenannte "In-den-Partner-reinkriechen-Wollen". Man wird nie nahe genug sein. Oder Sehnsucht. Wie oft das Einander-Vermissen schon romantisiert, Chris-de-Burgh-isiert wurde. Sehnsucht ist fürchterlich. Wenn man vermisst, kann man sich nicht mal im Kino ablenken, weil im Film am Ende doch immer alle einander haben.
Desire speaks, passion shouts, lust screams, and love whispers.
Giant canvases that glorified her naked breasts and half smile, songs rhyming Saina and wanna, unfinished novels about an unknowable girl of dreams – none of that (and she’d had all of it) was as romantic as a boyfriend who would notice that the lightbulb in her hallway had blown out and change it without even bothering to mention the favour.
If I had the wings of a swan, over these stony hills I would fly. I would fly to the arms of my true love, and there I'd be happy to die.
Maybe we could, um, go sit in the truck?" he said, but even as he said it, it sounded so dumb. And not exactly the way he wanted her to remember a marriage proposal.
Don't ask creator to guide your footsteps if you're not willing to move your feet.
The only difference between success and failure is Lack of Vision
He was glad she had come; she was for him, as he for her, 'another place'.
His smiles were hard won, but when they came, they were well worth it. They lit up his face like summer sunshine. The rest of the time, and far more frequently, he seemed lost in winter. And when he laughed, he was a different person.
How did you get me back?" She asked. "I stole you from heaven," he said with a faint smile.
I don't know what we're doing here – you and me … I don't know what we are or what we can be, but this doesn't have to be about that. This can just be about … a chance. Taking a chance.
The other two things are... well, I had a huge appetite for old black and white movies on BBC 2. At the weekends they used to run matinees, and the more romantic the better.
She seemed like the kind of woman who would fall in love with the sky.
In Russia they have a strange disease. It makes membrane grow across the sick person's throat, and they start to choke. there's less and less air until they eventually die. They treat it with a strange gizmo, A little silver tube. the membrane can't tolerate silver. The healer inserts the little silver tube in the patient's throat and he breaths through it until it gets over the illness. You're my little silver tube. With you, I have started breathing.
A smaller rocket cut across the sky, trailing smoke. It exploded in a red heart. "Awwwww!" said the crowd. "Upside down," said Sean. The heart was, indeed, upside down. It grew and grew, upside down, until it's lights trailed and faded. A bigger rocket exploded in bright golden sparks, and then came another red heart. "Upside down," said all the boys. Three explosions layered on top of one another, gold, blue, pink. Then still another red heart exploded, growing and growing before it faded. "Upside down," said everyone in the boat but me. My own heart expanded for Adam. I whispered, "I know what he meant.
Once taken by her, you glowed And you drank her poisons, content. Because all the stars seemed to grow, And fields had a different scent, Autumn fields.
Love makes the greatest pleasures and most sensitive misfortunes of life.
The problem with giving your heart away to someone is that you never fully get it back. Long after you've fallen out of love with them, they still own a little piece of you. That's why first love is always the strongest: it's the only time you ever love wholeheartedly.
This life has no meaning to me now. Do not grieve for me, my dear. Up until the moment I lost her, I had a wonderful life. These moments now are the ones that are hard. I’m eager to depart this world and rejoin her in the next. Then, and only then, will I finally be at peace.
I've missed you, Frank.' 'I haven't breathed since you left.
Maybe the dream is just life's way of getting us out of bed in the morning and in reality, we are all just chasing stardust...
Curious,' the Prince continued, after a deep silence, 'is it possible never to have known something, never to have missed it in its absence -- and a few moments later to live in and for that single experience alone? Can a single moment make a man so different from himself? It would be just as impossible for me to return to the joys and wishes of yesterday morning as it would for me to return to the games of childhood, now that I have seen that object, now that her image dwells here -- and I have this living, overpowering feeling within me: from now on you can love nothing other than her, and in this world nothing else will ever have any effect on you.
Smiling is not a choice It’s a Lifestyle Pass it on
He appreciated all beautiful things. As she stood before him poised, scrutinizing every inch of his face, liable to strike him, he thought she was the most incredible thing he had seen in his life. She didn't step away from fear, she walked up to it.
What is more dramatic, even romantic, than the tumbled towers of lower Manhattan, rising suddenly to the clouds like a magic castle girdled by water? Its very touch of jumbled jaggedness, its towering-sided canyons, are its magnificence.
IF you want to be a winner than follow one simple rule and feed it in your mind. Take each task and work as " Do it yourself project.
If the final chapter of your life story is written by love, you are guaranteed a happy ending.
It's like holding a story rather than a person; she feels wild and infinite in my arms.
William J. Bernstein
For the taxable investor, indexing means never having to say you're sorry.
J. M. Richards
It’s so peaceful. I could go to sleep in here.” His eyes flickered to me once more, and for a dizzying second I wasn’t thinking about sleep or storms but about pressing my lips to his. I gave my head a slight shake and tried to slow my pulse
The utter unbroken silence was more appalling than any ominous noise, than the loudest yells of anguish, than the most piercing screaming... Dead silence. Literally dead.
So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? –
The more am missing you the more you are far away from me...
It started with those gentle drops and transformed into flood; My emotions are like the unstoppable rain now.