Posts tagged romantic quotes
Posts tagged romantic quotes
IVY WALKER: When we are married, will you dance with me? I find dancing very agreeable. Why can you not say what is in your head?
LUCIUS HUNT: Why can you not stop saying what is in yours? Why must you lead, when I want to lead? If I want to dance, I will ask you to dance. If I want to speak, I will open my mouth and speak. Everyone is forever plaguing me to speak further. Why? What good is it to tell you you are in my every thought from the time I wake? What good can come from my saying that I sometimes cannot think clearly or do my work properly? What gain can rise of my telling you the only time I feel fear as others do is when I think of you in harm? That is why I am on this porch, Ivy Walker. I fear for your safety before all others. And yes, I will dance with you on our wedding night.
- from The Village
MELANIE: What do you want to marry me for anyhow?
JAKE: So I can kiss you anytime I want.
- from Sweet Home Alabama
I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big, dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick — It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you’re always right. I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh — Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you’re not around. And the fact that you don’t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you — Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
You listen to me. I’ve been alive a bit longer than you, and dead a lot longer than that. I’ve seen things you couldn’t imagine, and done things I prefer you didn’t. Don’t exactly have a reputation for being a thinker. I’ve only my blood, which doesn’t exactly rush in the direction of my brain, so I make a lot of mistakes, a lot of wrong, bloody calls. A hundred plus years, and there’s only one thing I’ve ever been sure of - you. Hey, look at me. I’m not asking you for anything. When I say I love you, it’s not because I want you, or because I can’t have you, and it has nothing to do with me. I love what you are. What you do. How you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you, and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You are a hell of a woman. You’re the one, Buffy.
What I need to live has been given to me by the earth. Why I need to live has been given to me by you.
ALLIE: Do you think our love can create miracles?
DUKE: I do.
- from The Notebook
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is youhere is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars aparti carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
JACK: Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me… It brought me to you. And I’m thankful for that, Rose. I’m thankful. You must do me this honor. You must promise me that you’ll survive. That you won’t give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.
ROSE: I promise.
JACK: Never let go.
ROSE: I’ll never let go, Jack. I’ll never let go.
- from Titanic
BRIDGET JONES: You seem to go out of your way to try to make me feel like a complete idiot every time I see you, and you really needn’t bother. I already feel like an idiot most of the time anyway, with or without the fireman’s pole. [buzz] That’ll be my taxi. Goodnight.
MARK DARCY: Look, um, I’m sorry if I’ve been…
BRIDGET JONES: What?
MARK DARCY: I don’t think you’re an idiot at all. I mean, there are elements of the ridiculous about you. Your mother’s pretty interesting. And you really are an appallingly bad public speaker, and um, you tend to let whatever’s in your head come out of your mouth without much consideration of the consequences. I realize that when I met you at the turkey/curry buffet that I was unforgivably rude and wearing a reindeer jumper that my mother had given me the day before. But the thing is, what I’m trying to say, very inarticulately, is that um, in fact, perhaps, despite appearances, I like you. Very much.
BRIDGET JONES: Ah, apart from the smoking, and the drinking, and the vulgar mother, and the verbal diarrhea…
MARK DARCY: No, I like you very much. Just as you are.
- from Bridget Jones’s Diary
Ultimately, we wish the joy of perfect union with the person we love.
