#roman

It destroys and resurrects in equal measure. It's paradigm shifting. The man I was before Nada has perished and left a changeling who is lost in the delicate art of awe and humble appreciation. ↗

— Poppet

#vampire-romance #art

She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned romance as she grew older: the natural sequel of an unnatural beginning. ↗

— Jane Austen

#nature

I comfort myself with the reflection that your wife will possibly be able to curb your desire--I admit, a natural one for the most part--to exterminate your fellows. ↗

— Georgette Heyer

#nature

Selingkuh: meninggalkan yang tak sempurna untuk yang lebih tak sempurna. ↗

— Christian Simamora

#relationship-advice #romance #romance-novels #sad-but-true #selingkuh

I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you - especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel, and two hundred miles or so of land some broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt; and then I've a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, - you'd forget me. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#romance #love

Hey, Max," I whispered. "I love you, too." The smile that lit up his face was brighter than the neon lights radiating from the London Eye. But mine felt even brighter. Like my future. ↗

— Cassidy Calloway

#romance #secrets-of-a-first-daughter #love

Had I been in love, I could not have been more wretchedly blind. But vanity, not love, has been my folly. ↗

— Jane Austen

#blindness #denial #folly #love #refusal

Questa è una storia d'amore. Non immaginavo che l'amore potesse declinarsi in così tanti generi, nè che l'amore potesse indurre le persone a fare le cose più disparate. Non immaginavo che esistessero modi tanto diversi di dirsi addio. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#romance #wolfs #love

Do they still hurt?" she whispered in anguished surprise. "No," Jason said tautly. Shame washed over him in sickening waves as he waited helplessly for her inevitable reaction to the stark evidence of his humiliation. To his utter disbelief he felt her arms encircle him from behind and the touch of her lips on his back. "How brave you must have been to endure this," she whispered achingly, "how strong to survive it and go on living..." When she began kissing each scar, Jason rolled to his side and jerked her into his arms. "I love you," he whispered agonizedly, plunging his hands into her luxuriant hair and turning her face up to his. "I love you so much... ↗

— Judith McNaught Once and Always

#lovers #once-and-always #passion #romance #love

Time for us began to be measured by moments when we spoke, and moments when we longed to speak again. ↗

— Richie Singh

#lover #relationships #romance #time #love