If I loved all the world as I do you, I shouldn’t write books to it: I should only write letters to it, and that would be only a clumsy stage on the way to entire telepathy.
Too many women throw themselves into romance because they’re afraid of being single, then start making compromises and losing their identity. I won’t do that.
Romantic lovers require from each other at least the facade of reason: We desire to be what romantic love makes us appear in the other’s eyes. We want to imagine we are deserving of the love we inspire.
I’ve flown across America, I’ve scaled fences, I’ve stood under windows and gone out of my way hundreds of times. I’m a hopeless romantic. There’s no hope for me.
I’m a dreadful romantic. No matter what I go through in life, I want to fall in love with a man.
I’m not really a fan of Valentine’s Day. I think it can be romantic doing nothing on Valentine’s Day. It’s more romantic than being given a big bunch of flowers that everyone else is doing.
I love Valentine’s Day! I love it, I love it, I love it. I like having doors opened for me. My favorite romantic comedy is ‘When Harry Met Sally.’
I have never once celebrated a Valentine’s Day as a romantic holiday. For me, it’s another opportunity to tell my kids or whoever how much I love them. I hang pink crepe paper and make heart-shaped pancakes!
Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.
The whole westward expansion myth is seen as romantic. But it’s a joke, a blot on American history.
My personal decorating style is cozy, romantic and a little rustic, with a sense of whimsy.
There’s nothing more romantic than Italian food.
We owe to the Middle Ages the two worst inventions of humanity – romantic love and gunpowder.
You cannot look up at the night sky on the Planet Earth and not wonder what it’s like to be up there amongst the stars. And I always look up at the moon and see it as the single most romantic place within the cosmos.
When I was 18, I thought that, to be a romantic, you couldn’t live past 30.
I am a romantic fool, no doubt about that.
I’ve spent a lot of my life forcing myself to do the right thing, and nowadays, I’ve just forgotten about all that. It’s far more romantic just to let all your vices and fetishes come out and shine.
I am a very romantic person, and I love ‘love’ – however cheesy that sounds!
Havana, for all its smells, sweat, crumbling walls, isolation, and difficult history, is the most romantic city in the world.
‘Romeo And Juliet’ is the classic love story. When two lovers are separated and trying to get back to one another, that’s fiercely romantic and something you become glued to.
I’m not what you might call sexy, but I’m romantic. Let’s put it that way.
A lot of times, in our culture and our society, we put romantic love somehow on a higher plane than self-love and friendship love. You can’t do that. You have to honor and really fully invest in all these different loving relationships.
Is Valentine’s Day a day to make cupcakes with your children? No, Valentine’s is supposed to be a day about romantic love.
New York was no mere city. It was instead an infinitely romantic notion, the mysterious nexus of all love and money and power, the shining and perishable dream itself.
I love the ukulele. It’s got a beautiful, melodic tone to it. There’s something innocent and romantic, and it’s just a grand instrument to play.
