Famous Quotes From Novels On Love Novels & Stories

Infatuated How does one know if they really, really, really like person? All night, I've been re-reading romance novels I've read. Jane Austen, F. Scott Fitzgerald, even William Shakespeare. All of the things I've read brought me to one ridiculous hypothesis. "I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun." – Elizabeth Bennet (Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen)

She asked motioning to the line I had offered as she turned to face me. "That love is beautiful, no matter who or what you love," I replied softly looking at the dirt trail before me, since the people in this town travelled by carriages, there weren't any roads to- "There are a lot of those in the book, just one line across the page with no context," "That's because I had that book made, I took my favourite quotes and placed them together," I confessed "So what's the story behind your quote?" She asked and I smiled nervously as I glanced over to her clearing my throat before saying.

I plant a kiss on his forehead and carefully move aside his arm from my shoulder. I silently close the door of his bedroom, after glancing at him with careness. He caused me heartache for three years, but I still can't move away from him, can I? Is it call love, huh? I recall the famous quote by British poet Alfred, Lord Tennyson - "Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have love at all."

Maxwell clamped his eyes shut once again and just as he did, Isabella's quote kept running in his head repeatedly like a mantra. 'If you love someone, set them free. If they come back to you, they are yours. If they don't, they never were…' Maxwell abruptly opened his eyes and just like a moth drawn to a raging flame, they were drawn to Angelina who had thrown her head back and was laughing hysterically at something Nick had said. As he kept on staring at her, the first line of the quote kept coming to his head once again. 'If you love someone, set them free…If you love someone, set them free…If you love someone, set them free…'

[Do I smell good to you, my sweet mate? “Sol, et omnia sidera, et movens in corde, et in tuo.” [The love that moves the sun and all the stars, and moves in my heart, and in yours.] Caspian laughed, shaking his head. “You dare quote me Dante’s Inferno?” Shrugging, I took his face in my hands, pulling him down. “A teacher once moved me enough to find meaning in his words.” “Must have been a very good teacher.”

Their love was a work of art, a masterpiece unmatched and unrivaled. Their lips broke apart, gasping for air. Eyes locked, souls entwined. Forever sealed. "I love you," Alexander whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. Roselyn's smile radiated, her heart overflowing. "I love you too," she replied. Their lips met again, sealing their fate. Forever entwined. One. In that moment, nothing else existed. Only the gentle touch of their lips, the beat of their hearts, and the love that bound them together.

12: damaged people attract damaged people. × Love- Love is crazy. Because there's hardly any difference. × Juliet Robert's crazy was coincidentally playing as he looked out of the bus with a fatigued smile. Both their excitement grew as he finally crossed into Zurich- 'Katharina'

"Mr. D, I don't like cliffhangers. So spit it out," I urge him. I always know that there's always a sense to what he says behind his weirdness. "Jessica, in Merchant of Venice, says that love is blind and lovers cannot see. But I'd still say it's stupid." I laugh. Mr. D is indeed versatile. Aside from his immense knowledge about art and technology, I realize he's also well-versed in literature. Thus, the famous Shakespeare's quote.

| Epigraph | His hands are saying that he wants to hold her. His feet are saying that he wants to chase after her...He's probably forgotten that I'm here, beside him. *throws cream buns to all my readers* <<< This book is dedicated to those who think they don't deserve the one they love >>> Here you go! | When We Met | "Love is like a wind. You can never see it, but you can always feel it." Birds were chirping, the skies were all clear except for kites. A soft breeze splattered over trees which reverberated with pleasure. It was the spring season, perfect for every girl and boy, man and woman.

She heard Irene scream in excitement, "what the hell are you guys doing?" "Oh, oh," Tasha and Irene turned to face her, "This is so good, Elle!" Irene ran to her and hugged her, "This is awesome!" "what are you talking about?" She frowned. "The book, who said you can't write romance? This book is so good! I can't even explain it in words," Irene squealed. "You liked it?" Elle smiled at her. "I loved it!" "I didn't know you could write a romance novel," Tasha blinked in surprise. "Dude, it's like you've poured your heart out," Tasha couldn't believe her eyes.