Best Romantic Love Quotes

There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance. We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our imperfections. If we cannot love ourselves, we cannot fully open to our ability to love others or our potential to create. Evolution and all hopes for a better world rest in the fearlessness and open-hearted vision of people who embrace life.

We loved with a love that was more than love.

Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.

Immature love says: ‘I love you because I need you.’ Mature love says ‘I need you because I love you.’

For those who love… time is eternity.

‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness.

One love, one heart, one destiny.

If I know what love is, it is because of you.

When I saw you I fell in love. And you smiled because you knew.

Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.

Your love keeps me afloat but will remain the anchor in my soul… I don’t really have words to describe how romantic I find that. Your love is what keeps me going, but it’s also the anchor that keeps me close to you. I love it!

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

We can only learn to love by loving.

When I started dating I had this kind of Romeo and Juliet, fateful, romantic idea about love. It was almost that you were a victim – that there was a lot of pain involved and that was how it should be.

Love is supreme and unconditional; like is nice but limited.

Love is everything it’s cracked up to be. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for.

A man had given all other bliss, And all his worldly worth for this To waste his whole heart in one kiss Upon her perfect lips.

Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever.

Don’t be surprised if I love you for all that you are.

The requirements of romantic love are difficult to satisfy in the back seat of a Dodge Dart.

No one can deny, this love I have inside, and I’ll give it all to you, my endless love.

In the movies, Bette Davis lights two cigarettes and hands the second one to James Cagney. It was just so glamorous and romantic.

Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.

If you’re a woman and a guy’s ever said anything romantic to you, he just left off the second part that would have made you sick if you could have heard it.

The vampire was a complete change from the usual romantic characters I was playing, but it was a success.

Men are stupid. That much I know for sure. They say stupid things. They do stupid things. They hurt you for stupid reasons. But we love them all the same. My fiancee can be as stupid as can be at times, but then again so can I. We all can. Lets face it, life and love would be boring if we were all straight laced and smart.

This concept could easily have gone awry. Stories about love tend to go that way sometimes. They wander into the realm of cheese and never return, which I think is a shame, because there is a way to write about romantic love without breaking out the Velveeta.

Science is like a love affair with nature; an elusive, tantalising mistress. It has all the turbulence, twists and turns of romantic love, but thats part of the game.

Romantic Love is only an Illusion. A story one makes up in One’s Mind about Another Person.

For not many men, the proverb saith, can love a friend whom fortune prospereth unenvying.

Then I realize what it is. It’s him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.

Don’t you think I was made for you? I feel like you had me ordered – and I was delivered to you – to be worn. I want you to wear me, like a watch-charm or a buttonhole bouquet.