romance

"See mirror, every time you will miss me and look deeper into your eyes till you will find me."

"Usually my form of turning someone down was shoving a stake through his heart while smirking, Gotcha!"

"She is the crescendo, the final, astonishing work of God. Woman. In one last flourish creation comes to a finish with Eve. She is the Master's finishing touch."

"I keep warning and warning, and nobody seems willing to listen. One of these days someone is going to wake up to the fact that I'm serious when I say never to attack my sister without looking over your shoulder for me. (Rhoan)"

"Oh no. Don't smile. You'll kill me. I stop breathing when you smile."

"You deserve someone better than me. Someone young and idealistic…someone who can experience things for the first time along with you. I'm not always kind, and I have more faults than I'd care to name. All I can promise is that I'll want you until my last breath."

"Alexander tilted his head and kissed her deeply on the lips. He let go of her hands, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him. They kissed as if in a fever... they kissed as if the breath were leaving their bodies."

"Neither of us says the word love, not once. It would be tempting fate; it would be romance, bad luck."

"Now,"said Brandons low, cold voice. "Lets not be rude eve."

"If I am never to have you again after this night, this moment, you will remain the wife of my soul. Keeper of my heart."

"Right. Because if you have trouble putting ketchup and mustard on a hot dog, you should totally move on to saving lives."

"Please, touch me, I pray."

"Existence, after losing her, would be hell"

"... it’s a blessed thing to love and feel loved in return."

"I want to kiss you again, Tess.”“Why?”He chuckled, low under his breath. “Why? Because you’re beautiful, and because I want you. And I think you want me too."

"When they see us dance. When they see how you look at me. When they see how I smile at you."

"And they were quiet but their blood and nerves and butterflies were not—they were rampantly alive, rushing and thrumming in a wild and perfect melody, matched note for note."

"Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few."

"James - "Are you paying attention or just trying to make me look like an idoit?"Elizabeth - "Oh, I'm definately paying attention. If you look like an idiot it has nothing to do with me."

"Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few."