150+ Swoon-Worthy Romance Quotes for Your Soulmate

Sometimes I wonder if there's something wrong with me. Perhaps I've spent too long in the company of my literary romantic heroes, and consequently my ideals and expectations are far too high.

You wanted hearts and flowers, he murmurs.I blink at him, not quite believing what I’m seeing.You have my heart. And he waves toward the room.And here are the flowers, I whisper, completing his sentence. Christian, it’s lovely.

... you’ll have to fall in love at least once in your life, or Paris has failed to rub off on you.

A bond between souls is ancient - older than the planet.

I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower's stem.

Oh, aye, Sassenach. I am your master . . . and you're mine. Seems I canna possess your soul without losing my own.

Gentle he would be, denied he would not.

You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for me to breathe.

Things work out the way they're meant to

I decided to find you, throw myself at your feet, and beg you to have mercy on me. Honestly, I’ll accept whatever you choose, Kelsey. Just don’t ask me to live apart from you again. Because...I can’t.

As a man, I instantly became aware of the gold in her hair, her height measured against mine, and how easily she'd fit in my arms. ~Ren

What is real and what is not is for your heart to decide and for your heart to know.

People get stupid when they're in love; people want what they can't have; and the years between ages twelve and eighteen always, always suck.

If you loved someone, you couldn’t let lies come between you. No matter what happened—even if you’d already lost each other forever—you owed each other the truth.

And it is you, spirit--with will and energy, and virtue and purity--that I want, not alone with your brittle frame.

Memories were fine but you couldn't touch them, smell them or hold them. They were never exactly as the moment was, and they faded with time.

what a luxury it was for people to hold their loved ones whenever they wanted

I am eternally, devastatingly romantic, and I thought people would see it because 'romantic' doesn't mean 'sugary.' It's dark and tormented — the furor of passion, the despair of an idealism that you can't attain.

There is darkness in light, there is pain in joy, and there are thorns on the rose.

I’m writing this because you begged. You know how I love the begging

Giving generously in romantic relationships, and in all other bonds, means recognizing when the other person needs our attention. Attention is an important resource.

I couldn't escape him, now or ever. He'd always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I was drawn to him by forces I couldn't control, let alone escape.

After their encounter on the approach to Jupiter, there would aways be a secret bond between them---not of love, but of tenderness, which is often more enduring.

What business had I to think of one that never thought of me?