All Quotes By Tag: Romance

“They say love is blind…but it isn’t. Love is perfect sight. Love is the ability to see a person, I mean really see him-his strengths, his weaknesses, his flaws, all his past triumphs and mistakes-and view that person not as the world says you’re supposed to see him, but as you see him-as that special someone you know you will always embrace, body and soul, no matter what anyone else says or thinks I know I can’t tell anyone what I’ve been through. I know they wouldn’t understand. They don’t see him the way that I see him. All they know is the legend, the darkness. They don’t know the inner beauty, the warmth and the joy more intense than anything I ever thought was possible to experience. They don’t know the truth behind the name. My angel. My only. Lucifer.”

“I smiled sweetly at his embarressment, beginning to walk again, kicking up golden leaves. I heard him scuffling leaves behind me. “And what was the point of this again?” Forget it!” Sam said. “Do you you like this place or not?”I stoped in my tracks, spinning to face him. “Hey.” I pointed at him; he raised his eyebrows and stopped in his tracks. “You didn’t think Jack would be here at all, did you?”His thick black eyebrows went up even farther. Did you evan intend to look for him at all?”He held his hands up as if a surrender. “What do you want me to say?”You were trying to see if I would reconize it, wern’t you?” I took anouther step, colsing the distance between us. I could feel the heat of his body, even without touching him, in the increasing cold of the day. “YOU told me about this wood somehow. How did you show it to me?”I keep trying to tell you. You wont listen. Because you’re stubbon. It’s how we speek- it’s the only words we have. Just pictures. Just simple little picters. You HAVE changed Grace. Just not your skin. I want you to believe me.” His hands were still raise, but he was starting to grin at me in the failing light.So you brought me here to see this.” I stepped forward again, and he stepped back.Do you like it?”Under false pretence.” Anouther step forward; anouther back. The grine widenedSo do you like it?”When you knew we wouldn’t come across anybody else.”His teeth flashed in his grin. “Do you like it?”I punched my hands into his chest. “You know I love it. You knew I would.” I went to punch him, and he grabed my wrists. For a moment we stood there like that, him looking down at me with a grin half-caught on his face, and me lookingup at him: Still Life with Boy and Girl. It would’ve been the perfect moment to kiss me, but he didn’t. He just looked at me and looked at me, and by the time I relizeed I could just as easily kiss him, I noticed that his grin was slipping away. Sam slowly lowered my wrists and relesed them. “I’m glad.” he said very quietly.My arms still hung by my sides, right where Sam had put them. I frowned at him. “You were supposed to kiss me.”I thought about it.”I just kept looking at the soft, sad shape of his lips, looking just like his voice sounded. I was probably staring, but I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I wanted him to kiss me and how stupide it was to want it so badly. “Why don’t you?” He leaned over and gave mr the lightest of kisses. His lips, cool and dry, ever so polite and incredibly maddening. “I have to get inside soon,” he whispered “It’s getting cold”

“Love is ______ (fill in the blank yourself).”

“Existence, after losing her, would be hell”

“The man is always the last to know whenCupid has struck him-Anonymous, Memoirs of a Mistress”

“Every Valentine’s Day, the student council sponsered a holiday fundraiser by selling roses that would be delievered in class. The roses came in four colors:white, yellow, red, pink, and the subtleties of thier meaning were parsed and analyzed by the female population to no end. Mimi had always understood it thus:white for love, yellow for friendship, red for passion, and pink for a secret crush.”

“And blood and tears and screams did not matter anymore, because at least they are together.”

“To me, you are magic.”

“A man.A really manly man with a lot of mannishness in his manliness.”

“I often think that he’s the only one of us who’s achieved immortality. I don’t mean in the sense of fame and I don’t mean he won’t die someday. But he’s living it. I think he is what the conception really means. You know how people long to be eternal. But they die with everyday that passes. . . They change, they deny, they contradict- and they call it growth. At the end there is nothing left, nothing unreveresed or unbetrayed; as if there had never been an entity, only a succession of adjectives fading in and out of an unformed mass. How do they expect a permanence which they never held for a single moment? But Howard- one can imagine him living forever.”

“Star-crossed lovers desperate to get home together. Two hearts beating as one. Romance.”

“He sighed and bowed deeply. “Sundari. I was standing here thinking nothing could be more beautiful than this sunset tonight, but I was mistaken. You standing here in the setting sun with your hair and skin aglow is almost more than a man can…fully appreciate.”

“Aware of every breath, every movement, I sat in his lap. His hands gently braced my hips as I studied his face. “And now I want you to know, Rhysand, that I love you. I want you to know … ” His lips trembled, and I brushed away the tear that escaped down his cheek. “I want you to know,” I whispered, “that I am broken and healing, but every piece of my heart belongs to you. And I am honored—honored to be your mate.”His arms wrapped around me and he pressed his forehead to my shoulder, his body shaking. I stroked a hand through his silken hair.“I love you,” I said again. I hadn’t dared say the words in my head. “And I’d endure every second of it over again so I could find you. And if war comes, we’ll face it. Together. I won’t let them take me from you. And I won’t let them take you from me, either.”Rhys looked up, his face gleaming with tears. He went still as I leaned in, kissing away one tear. Then the other. As he had once kissed away mine.When my lips were wet and salty with them, I pulled back far enough to see his eyes. “You’re mine,” I breathed.”

“I believe in love at first sight…But it’s not the first moment you lay eyes on a person, it’s the moment you first seethe person they truly are.”

“Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, oh you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death!”