#romantic

I can't remember a time when I didn't want to be a reporter. I don't know where I got the idea that it was a romantic calling. ↗

— Charles Kuralt

#got #i #idea #know #remember

You may have married her, but she is mine. Do you think I shall let you take her? She may be ten times your wife, but, by God, you shall never have her. ↗

— Georgette Heyer

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I tend to play strong characters and people just assume that I would want to play romantic comedies, which I would love to do, but there are other women that do it so great and they maybe couldn't do what I do, play the kind of characters that I play. ↗

— Carrie-Anne Moss

#characters #comedies #great #i #i do

I didn’t care that we were out in public. I didn’t care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime, in the long battle I’d just signed on for to right the wrongs in the Alchemist and Moroi worlds. Maybe Marcus was right that I’d also signed myself up for disaster, but I didn’t care. In that moment, it seemed that as long as Adrian and I were together, there was no challenge too great for us ↗

— Richelle Mead

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Wild Nights – Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile – the winds – To a heart in port – Done with the compass – Done with the chart! Rowing in Eden – Ah, the sea! Might I moor – Tonight – In thee! ↗

— Emily Dickinson

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If people connect me with the Romantics in general, they probably connect me most with Keats. But Wordsworth is the poet I admire above all others. ↗

— Andrew Motion

#admire #connect #general #i #keats

Un soir qu'ils étaient couchés l'un près de l'autre, comme elle lui demandait d'inventer un poème qui commencerait par je connais un beau pays, il s'exécuta sur-le-champ. Je connais un beau pays Il est de l'or et d'églantine Tout le monde s'y sourit Ah quelle aventure fine Les tigres y sont poltrons Les agneaux ont fière mine À tous les vieux vagabonds Ariane donne des tartines. Alors, elle lui baisa le la main, et il eut honte de cette admiration. ↗

— Albert Cohen

#poetry #romantic #romantic

Kiss me,” she said urgently. Sam’s eyes flickered with mild surprise. “Right now?” “Yes.” “What kind of kiss?” “What do you mean, what kind of kiss? Just a regular kiss.” “A friendly kiss, or a romantic kiss? Are we supposed to be going out together, or—“ “Oh, for heaven’s sake,” she exclaimed, and pulled his head down to hers. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

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The way he’s watching me makes me feel needed like no one’s ever been able to make me feel. In a way, he makes me feel necessary. Like my existence alone is necessary for his survival. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#hopeless #love #necessary #romantic #sky-and-dean

He's like a God. You worship the gods, but you don't go out with them. You only like guys like that from a distance. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

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