Romance Quotes

“He was sound asleep, his long legs stretched out in front of him, the blessed fire blazing, an empty bottle of wine by his side. He hadn’t been shaved recently, and he looked rumpled, dissolute and beautiful. Like a fallen angel. She moved to stand in front of him and pointed the pistol directly at his heart. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he murmured, and then he opened his extraordinary eyes. “It’s always unwise to shoot the man you’re in love with.” ― Anne Stuart, The Devil’s Waltz
“It doesn’t matter where I am; I’m yours.” ― Sherry Thomas, Not Quite a Husband
“Bila dari dulu aku tahu sebuah tabrakan bisa mempertemukanku dengan wanita cantik sepertimu, aku tak akan mengemudi terlalu hati-hati.” ― Francisca Todi, Mafia Espresso
“Hush,” I said. “I’m here, and I’m not letting you out of my sight anytime soon so keep holding me tight.” I looked down, a little more than afraid of plummeting hundreds of feet down.- Breena to Kian, Silver Frost” ― Kailin Gow, Silver Frost
“فإنْ كانَ قلبكِ يا سيّدتي شيئاً غيرَ القلوب فما نحنُ شيئاً غيرَ النّاس , وَ إنْ كنتِ هندسةً وحدها في بناءِ الحبِّ فما خُلقتْ أعمارنا في هندستكِ للقياس , وَ هبي قلبكِ خُلقَ ” مربّعاً ” أفلا يسعنا ” ضلعٌ ” من أضلاعه , أوْ ” مدوّراً ” أفلا يُمسكنا ” محيطه ” في ” نقطة ” منْ انخفاضه أو ارتفاعه , وَ هبيه ” مثلّثا ” فاجعلينا منهُ بقيّةً في ” الزّاوية ” أو ” مستطيلاً ” فدعينا نمتدُّ معه وَ لوْ إلى ناحية …!” ― مصطفى صادق الرافعي, أوراق الورد
“He turned then and those blue eyes met hers from across the sea of people. Her stomach bottomed out. Damn it. She couldn’t be attracted to the arrogant ass. Somehow repeating herself wasn’t helping.” ― Billi Jean, Midnight Star
“Hey, our hair’s the same color,” I said, eying us side by side in the mirror. “Sure is, girlfriend.” Eric grinned at me.” ― Charlaine Harris, Living Dead in Dallas
“Hermione turned and beamed at Harry; her eyes, too, were full of tears. ‘…then I declare you bonded for life.” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
“I am not an angel,’ I asserted; ‘and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself. Mr. Rochester, you must neither expect nor exact anything celestial of me – for you will not get it, any more than I shall get it of you: which I do not at all anticipate.” ― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
“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.” ― Jennifer Donnelly, Revolution