quotations about romance
Romance novels are birthday cake and life is often peanut butter and jelly. I think everyone should have lots of delicious romance novels lying around for those times when the peanut butter of life gets stuck to the roof of your mouth.
JANET EVANOVICH
Janet Evanovich: A Biography
The stage of romance is the stage of first apprehension. The subject-matter has the vividness of novelty; it holds within itself unexplored connexions with possibilities half-disclosed by glimpses.
MALCOLM D. EVANS
Whitehead and Philosophy of Education
My romance doesn't have to have a moon in the sky
My romance doesn't need a blue lagoon standing by
No month of may, no twinkling stars
No hide away, no softly guitars
My romance doesn't need a castle rising in spain
Nor a dance to a constantly surprising refrain
Wide awake I can make my most fantastic dreams come true
My romance doesn't need a thing but you
ELLA FITZGERALD
"My Romance"
A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is
We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes
But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed potatoes
A fine romance, you won't nestle
A fine romance, you won't wrestle
I might as well play bridge
With my old maid aunt
I haven't got a chance
This is a fine romance
ELLA FITZGERALD
"A Fine Romance"
You must begin your pursuit of real romance by understanding that romance is a choice. Romance is an attitude. Romance is a commitment to a healthy relationship.
JEFFREY BERNSTEIN & SUSAN MAGEE
Why Can't You Read My Mind?
If ... certain old combinations of romance are becoming obsolete, new ones, no less picturesque, and even more vital in their drama, are being evolved every day by the new conditions.
RICHARD LE GALLIENNE
"Modern Aids to Romance", Vanishing Roads and Other Essays
Romance is like fireworks in the dark night, thrilling but inevitably transitory. We are lucky if we can simply get along.
STEPHEN A. MITCHELL
Can Love Last?
Romance is resilient ... the collapse of the first crystallization is typically but a phase in the construction of the second -- those who dwell in and for illusion eventually learn to tolerate the vicissitudes of its dialectic, even to celebrate them for the sake of intensity and the frisson which is the telos of romance.
M. C. DILLON
Beyond Romance
Romance is the truth of imagination and boyhood. Homer's horses clear the world at a bound. The child's eye needs no horizon to its prospect. The Oriental tale is not too vast. Pearls dropping from trees are only falling leaves in Autumn. The palace that grew up in a night, merely awakens a wish to live in it. The impossibilities of fifty years are the commonplaces of five.
ROBERT ARIS WILLMOTT
Pleasures, Objects and Advantages of Literature
Romances paint at full length people's wooings,
But only give a bust of marriages:
For no one cares for matrimonial cooings.
There's nothing wrong in a connubial kiss.
Think you, if Laura had been Petrarch's wife,
He would have written sonnets all his life?
LORD BYRON
Don Juan
Make memories together. That should be what romance is all about, rather than grinding on some stranger in Bridge on a Thursday night.
HUW PID
"Love Me Tender, Love Me Sweet: Romance in Music is Obsolete", OxStu, February 24, 2016
Romance is a kind of journey, one that cannot be set in a single point in time. It grows, it changes, and it deepens and widens over time.
DONALD BAACK & PAMELA BAACK
The Everything Romance Book
So it's true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.
E. A. BUCCHIANERI
Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
LADY GAGA
"Bad Romance"
In the big city the twin spirits Romance and Adventure are always abroad seeking worthy wooers. As we roam the streets they slyly peep at us and challenge us in twenty different guises. Without knowing why, we look up suddenly to see in a window a face that seems to belong to our gallery of intimate portraits; in a sleeping thoroughfare we hear a cry of agony and fear coming from an empty and shuttered house; instead of at our familiar curb, a cab-driver deposits us before a strange door, which one, with a smile, opens for us and bids us enter; a slip of paper, written upon, flutters down to our feet from the high lattices of Chance; we exchange glances of instantaneous hate, affection and fear with hurrying strangers in the passing crowds; a sudden douse of rain--and our umbrella may be sheltering the daughter of the Full Moon and first cousin of the Sidereal System; at every corner handkerchiefs drop, fingers beckon, eyes besiege, and the lost, the lonely, the rapturous, the mysterious, the perilous, changing clues of adventure are slipped into our fingers. But few of us are willing to hold and follow them. We are grown stiff with the ramrod of convention down our backs. We pass on; and some day we come, at the end of a very dull life, to reflect that our romance has been a pallid thing of a marriage or two, a satin rosette kept in a safe-deposit drawer, and a lifelong feud with a steam radiator.
O. HENRY
"The Green Door"
I'm an advice columnist, so sometimes people ask me about how they can "keep the romance alive" in their marriages. This stumps me a little because, by "romance," I know they mean the traditional version, the one that depends on living inside a giant, suspenseful question mark. This version of romance is all about that thrilling moment when you think that someone may have just materialized who will make every single thing in the world feel delicious and amazing and right forever and ever.
HEATHER HAVRILESKY
"What Romance Really Means After 10 Years of Marriage", New York Magazine, February 9, 2016
Many times in romance I have been a victim of my own optimism.
ELIZABETH GILBERT
Eat, Pray, Love
In the ballroom of romance, there's a young man waiting,
Standing looking over at the scene, it could be you or me,
Every eye in the room was watching as she walked over to him,
Whispered "do you want to come with me, I'm heading for the beach,"
In her BMW 635, going smooth at ninety, feeling good to be alive,
And then the moon began to shimmer,
Hey the sea was roaring in,
Just one kiss and then his heart,
Began to sing, he said
I'm ready, I'm ready for romance.
CHRIS DE BURGH
"The Ballroom of Romance"
Is it goodbye to those one night stands
Where you get what you want
Such a crazy steal
Hello to romance
THE HOLLIES
"Hello To Romance"
If romance is contingent upon the illusions of idealization, it can only be fleeting or seriously deluded. In our popular wisdom, the intense idealization that is central to "falling in love" is regressive and childlike, laced with fantasy. Romance fades over time because familiarity provides a more realistic, "warts and all" view of the other; the harsh sunlight of the morning after dispels the enchantment of the moonlight. The most we can hope for is that infatuation will be transformed into a more sober "liking."
STEPHEN A. MITCHELL
Can Love Last?