In a great romance, each person basically plays a part that the other really likes.
– Elizabeth Ashley
Story writers say that love is concerned only with young people, and the excitement and glamour of romance end at the altar. How blind they are. The best romance is inside marriage; the finest love stories come after the wedding, not before.
– Irving Stone, 1903 – 1989
The life of man is the true romance, which when it is valiantly conducted will yield the imagination a higher joy than any fiction.
– Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1803–1882
Medicine, law, business, engineering. These are noble pursuits. And necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love. These are what we stay alive for.
– Tom Schulman, Dead Poets Society (1989)
You need not attempt to shake off or to banter off Romance. It is an evil you will never get rid of to the end of your days. It is a part of yourself … of your soul. Age will only mellow it a little, and give it a holier tone.
– Edgar Allan Poe, 1809 – 1849
Tradition wears a snowy beard, romance is always young.
– John Greenleaf Whittier, 1807 – 1892
These are all from Van the Quotemaster, aka :
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Four day weekend starts NOW! Martinis all around!
Bob earned brownie points today – he sent Valentine’s day roses to me at the office. So he not only remembered the holiday he also remembered that I wasn’t going to be in the office tomorrow.
I like getting flowers in the office. People actually come and speak to me when they see the flowers. Granted, they mostly just poke their heads in the door and ask, “Blowjob?” but that’s better than what they usually do which is to complain about software they can’t figure out.
I takes my little comforts where’s I gets ’em.
February 10: Redneck Teleprompter
Crib notes written on a public speaker’s hand in order to remind him or her what to say during a speech or interview.
Sarah Palin glanced at her redneck teleprompter during her interview a the Tea Party Conference in Nashville.
GREAT personal ads in this little story. Read ’em and weep (tears of laughter).
“Arthritic granddad (67) with a catalogue of driving convictions including ‘Driving whilst trying to turn the dang wipers off’, ‘Driving whilst wondering if his urology appointment has come through’, and ‘Driving whilst “Hey! Isn’t that where your Aunt Maude’s first husband lived after the divorce came through? He’s settled in Jersey now. I could never stand him – he used to do this thing with his teeth…”’ WLTM someone who knows how stop the oven from beeping. Box no. 9729.”
“Last time I placed an advert in here I got a great response from a lovely man who seemed ideal (remember those letters, swapping bits of Yeats with lines from Dylan songs?). We arranged to meet at a nice restaurant South of the Thames. Unfortunately I missed the date because on the way out of my flat I popped a Kegel*. That was almost three years ago, but after several surgical pubococcygeus restorative procedures and 30 months of contracting and relaxing and stopping mid-flow I’m finally ready for that Italian meal you promised. If you’re still out there, Carl from Highbury, get in touch with Wendy, now 49 and fit enough downstairs to crack a walnut. Otherwise any man to 55 who isn’t afraid of surgical knickers. Box no. 9376.”