The sign of a true woman isn't the ability to recite French poetry or play the pianoforte or cook Chateaubriand. The sign of a true woman is learning to listen to her own voice even when society does its best to drown it out.
Eve Marie MontStichwörter: woman romantic beautiful
... far be it from a French man to interfere with love.
E.A. BucchianeriStichwörter: love true-love romantic romance french paris france love-story parisians french-people romance-humor french-men
Winter reaches its peak
not when a great wind screams
from the top of its lungs, but
when a lazy breeze whispers
from the bottom of its heart
Stichwörter: inspirational romantic
She walked with a ghost of herself, one full of potential and possibility. One who was fearless. Where had that girl gone?
Nora RobertsStichwörter: romantic girl white ghost bridal
Out of the corner of his eye Gatsby saw that the blocks of the sidewalks really formed a ladder and mounted to a secret place above the trees—he could climb to it, if he climbed alone, and once there he could suck on the pap of life, gulp down the incomparable milk of wonder.
F. Scott FitzgeraldStichwörter: romantic descriptive gorgeous
The lesson learned: never take your loved ones for granted. And if you're ever lucky enough to find that one person in life who makes you love more than any other person could possible make you love, you treat every day together as if it were your last. You cherish every moment.
Sebastian ColeStichwörter: truth romantic undying-love lessons-learned
Daddy used to say that calling a person a romantic was just another way of saying he or she acted without regard for conseqences.
Gabrielle ZevinNon era stata mia intenzione amarlo, e avevo fatto di tutto per estirpare dal mio animo i germi dell'amore che vi avevo scovato; e ora, non appena l'avevo rivisto, essi risorgevano spontaneamente più forti e più gagliardi! Anche senza che lo guardassi si faceva amare.
Charlotte BrontëStichwörter: romantic charlotte-brontë jane-eyre
Yeah, I must have been really bad in a past life or something." He smiled, his eyes still in pain. Reaching up, he touched a strand of mt hair. " Don't leave, OK?"
"Shhh. I'm not going anywhere." I kept stroking his forehead, trailing my fingers across it. His muscular shoulders gradually relaxed, his eyes closing again. His breathing slowed, became more regular.
I could hear the TV on in the other room, the sound of voices. None of it mattered to me. I stayed there until long after Alex had fallen asleep-- gently caressing the vbrow of the boy I loved, trying to keep his pain at bay.
Stichwörter: romantic
Daemon pressed his forehead against mine. "Oh, I still want to strangle you. But I'm insane. You're crazy. Maybe that's why. We just make crazy together.
Jennifer L. ArmentroutStichwörter: romantic funny cute
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