Romance Quotes - Page 13

If you love someone, why would you want that person to change?

The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender.

Never let a boy know you’re crazy about him. He’ll lose interest, and then you’ll be a loser.

Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better

Please. Forgive me. One more chance, Blaire. I want this. I want you.

I guess I like things that take time and attention. More worthwhile that way.

You naked in my bed is even more unbelievably beautiful than I thought it would be... and trust me I've thought about it. A lot.

A woman's got one life: She's got to reach out and grab it with both hands, or it'll pass her by and leave nothing but a smelly old fart in her face.

I had a romance novel inside me, but I paid three sailors to beat it out of me with steel pipes.

She is the crescendo, the final, astonishing work of God. Woman. In one last flourish creation comes to a finish with Eve. She is the Master's finishing touch.

He’d used the amulet to read my thoughts again.
I pictured smacking him in the face.

Right. Because if you have trouble putting ketchup and mustard on a hot dog, you should totally move on to saving lives.

When I turn back to Jase, he’s again beaming at me. “You’re nice.” He sounds pleased, as if he hadn’t expected this aspect of my personality.

Jase props himself up on an elbow, looking at me for a minute without saying anything. His face gets an unreadable expression, and I wish I could take back walking over.
Then he observes, “I’m guessing that’s a uniform.”
Crap. I’d forgotten I was still wearing it.

A letter is a soul, so faithful an echo of the speaking voice that to the sensitive it is among the richest treasures of love.

Not even a repeat of Dawson’s Creek makes me feel better.

Give me agony or give me death,
I'll take thy heart as eternal breath

And then I remember this morning and I wonder if it really happened or if I dreamed it. It was nice. And weird. And tender. I'm not used to tender. It's a fossil, that word. Conditions changed and it died out. Like the woolly mammoth. It just couldn't live in the same world as dick box. Ho dog. Or wiener cousins.

She did it, though she hated opera. She hated everything about it. The overblown sense of drama. The violence and lewdness. No one had ever died of heartbreak in Reverie. Betrayal never led to murder. Those things didn’t happen anymore. They had the Realms now. They could experience anything without taking risks. Now, life was Better than Real.

There are much more important qualities to have than a docile disposition.