#romance

He took in the squeaky music, the vulgar and pining melodies, because passion immobilizes good taste and seriously considers what soberly would be thought of as funny and to be resented. ↗

— Thomas Mann

#life #love #romance #death

Are you always so mistrusting?” he said, lifting a brow. “When my escort is a demon, yes. ↗

— Lia Davis

#demon #magic #paranormal-romance #the-divinities-series #witch

Certein bodies... become luminous when heated. Their luminosity disappears after some time, but the capacity of becoming luminous afresh through heat is restored to them by the action of a spark, and also by the action of radium. ↗

— Marie Curie

#romance #science #spark #science

Wesley Rush no persigue a las chicas, pero te estoy persiguiendo a ti”. Weasley Rush ↗

— Kody Keplinger

#young-adult-romance #design

thus with a kiss I die ↗

— William Shakespeare

#romance #die

Don't kiss me like a woman if you're going to treat me like a child. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#romance #woman

It was the sort of bone deep emotion that made him want to hold her tighter with one hand, and draw a sword against the world with the other. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#romance #emotion

The problem isn't finding out where you are gonna go-its figuring out what you are gonna do once you get there that is! (Jamie Sullivan) ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#problems

There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione's arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet. "Is this the moment?" Harry asked weakly, and when nothing happened except that Ron and Hermione gripped each other still more firmly and swayed on the spot, he raised his voice. "OI! There's a war going on here!" Ron and Hermione broke apart, their arms still around each other. "I know, mate," said Ron, who looked as though he had recently been hit on the back of the head with a Bludger, "so it's now or never, isn't it?" "Never mind that, what about the Horcrux?" Harry shouted. "D'you think you could just --- just hold it in, until we've got the diadem?" "Yeah --- right --- sorry ---" said Ron, and he and Hermione set about gathering up fangs, both pink in the face. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#romance #war #death

After a moment, Wrath turned to John. "This is Lassiter, the fallen angel. One of the last times he was here on earth, there was a plague in central Europe-" "Okay, that was so not my fault-" "-which wiped out two-thirds of the human population." "I'd like to remind you that you don't like humans." "They smell bad when they're dead." "All you mortal types do. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#fallen-angel #fiction #paranormal-romance #romance #vampires