Quotes on Romantic Book

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.

You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.

I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy–my better self–my good angel–I am bound to you with a strong attachment. I think you good, gifted, lovely: a fervent, a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life, wrap my existence about you–and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one.

As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.

To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further. There is no other pearl to be found in the dark folds of life.