#romantic

My most romantic job: I was a manager at Baskin-Robbins. ↗

— Eric McCormack

#job #manager #most #romantic

I love surprises - champagne and strawberries, all that pampering, romantic stuff. Guys ought to know how to pamper their women properly. ↗

— Danica McKellar

#guys #how #i #i love #know

Christmas is a time of year that's so romantic. ↗

— Katharine McPhee

#romantic #time #year

My greatest environments in which I can grow, or grow up, is in personal romantic relationships with a man. ↗

— Alanis Morissette

#greatest #grow #grow up #i #i can

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

#romantic

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

#romantic #romantic

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

You’re staring at my ass.” “Yes, I am.” It’s what he did in the mornings, when she woke up and spent the first hour lying around in bed. ↗

— Tara Janzen

#romantic-suspense #romantic

Okay, babe, I'm here.” The front door smashed opened, slamming against the wall—the man didn't know how to turn a knob? ↗

— Christy Reece

#romance #romantic-suspense #romantic