Na Romance Quotes
You hid in my ink and guided my hand. You stained the pages with your silence as God wrote the words, "Be still." Yet, my heart's blindness could only write in loud hues of red, "I love you.
I know very little about darkness, Mr Bowden, except that we cannot stop its coming.
His lips reached mine and enveloped them, soft as velvet and yet unyielding.
His silent, stony face was only inches away now. He was so near, so terribly near – and then he moved to close the last bit of distance.
Love and peace are not just words, they are a way of life. And in an honest living, love will always conquer.
This is why I stayed away, " he growled against my mouth as his hands started to rove over me with knowing, ruthless passion. "Can't be near you without wanting you. Can't stop myself anymore--
Our eyes are closed, but even without seeing, they’re only for each other.
Are you trying to call me strange, Mandrake?” I pout playfully.He nods. “Your strange is what makes you sensational to me.
Feeling lonely? Wish you had a special someone to help fill the void? Reconsider your definition of romance, reconnect to your passions and be swept away.
It's alright to love someone who doesn't love you back, as long as they're worth you loving them. As long as they deserve it.
Will: I've never seen anyone get so excited over books before. You'd think they were diamonds.Tessa: Well, they are, aren't they? Isn't there anything you love like that?
It was so odd what brought out tenderness in people. It was never what you have expected.
Most of us do things for reasons that are more purely personal. For love, or for hate.
Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers - lovely, but dead.
Tessa: Are all vampires like that? Cold like that?Charlotte: Many of them have been alive a long time. They don't see things the way we do.
She felt powerless to withstand or deny him. He was altogether too much for her, and Bathsheba seemed as one who, facing a reviving wind, finds it to blow so strongly that it stops the breath.
how is it thathe's alwaysin my thoughts. even when i am not thinking.
kisses... areand always will be the only language that I will have ever truly known.
In the future he would remember to be kinder to her clothing... provided that she didn't look so damn good in them.
In the future he would remember to be kinder to her clothing... provided she didn't look so damn good in them.
Loving someone is sticking a pin through a voodoo doll and not hitting any vital organs
You have a dedication to life and truth that burns out of you as beauty and I envy it so much I want to be around it for the rest of my life.
Tonight I've set my body on fireI've burned my fingers On your chest and absAnd as the flame Continued consuming me I blew my air kisses All over youUntil I've heard The explosion.
The word love has been so abused by publicity and advertisements that we no longer know really what it means.
Within the nature of every person is a desire to feel appreciated, to feel needed, and to be loved.
Love me like today is the last day we can see stars in the sky, let us sleep under them and throw ourselves into the oblivion and never again reach out for reality.
True love doesn’t exist, for, love is always true. If it is not true, then it is not love at all.
Don't fall for the ones who say, I am always yours. They are liars, unfortunately humans too
Life is travelled at a pace one decides for themselves
She felt damned. As though she were marching to her death. She felt like had been sentenced. And yet she felt eerily free.
Believe is confident hope.Hope is faith.Faith is timeless possibility.Possibility is spiritual.Spiritual is divine
Ah youth, youth! That's what happens when you go steeping your soul into Shakespeare
They were both from the real world, their own distinct ones, but I was somewhere in limbo. Set apart, I didn't know how to let either of them in.
Life is like butter - when things cool down it can be reshaped
The strange paradox of science is that it does not explain reality, it explains our fantasy. It is a beautiful thing.
Why go with wrong, when right is an option?
Even the memory of cradling her in my arms is pure euphoria. And all that I ask out of life is that it be constant and unending euphoria.
