#roman

Peeta, how come I never know when you're having a nightmare?” I say. “I don't know. I don't think I cry out or thrash around or anything. I just come to, paralyzed with terror,” he says. “You should wake me,” I say, thinking about how I can interrupt his sleep two or three times on a bad night. About how long it can take to calm me down. “It's not necessary. My nightmares are usually about losing you,” he says. “I'm okay once I realize you're here. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss-and-peeta #katniss-everdeen #love #peeta-mellark #romance

My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathed enemy. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#romeo-and-juliet #love

I'm not sentimental--I'm as romantic as you are. The idea, you know, is that the sentimental person thinks things will last--the romantic person has a desperate confidence that they won't. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#romance #romantic #sentimentality #love

You really love her don't you," she said. With all my heart." She looked as sad as I'd ever seen her. What's your heart telling you to do?" I don't know." Maybe", she said gently,"You're trying to hard to hear it. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#romance #love

Come sleep with me: We won't make Love,Love will make us. ↗

— Julio Cortázar

#poem #relationships #romance #love

I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes: first for the Jew, then for the Gentile. ↗

— Anonymous

#bible #gentile #god #gospel #jew

He sparked on his body that reflect like mini mirrors of diamond ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#mystery-since-myers-equaled-it #equality

Dear God, you are beautiful. I tried to forget, to pretend I did not need you, but it was no use. You haunt my waking hours and my dreams, and though I know if I stay with you my soul my soul will be lost and my life damned, I cannot stay away, nor can I put you from me. So come and let me drown in your bewitching angel’s eyes. Some things bought dearly are worth the price. ↗

— Jennifer Blake

#beauty

I was also the romantic lead in The Boston Strangler - I was the only one that lived to tell the story - so I called myself the romantic lead. ↗

— Sally Kellerman

#boston #called #i #lead #lived

Are you all right,” he whispered, his lips brushing the tips of my spiky hair. Granted, I knew he was only being discreet so as to save poor Hillary from being reamed again, but my knees didn’t know the difference. They betrayed me, buckling under his hot breath on my ear and the deep whisper that tickled my senses. ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#family-saga #love #romance-love #romantic-suspense #young-adult