I think one of the downsides of the sort of obsession with romantic love and personal fulfillment is that the plain fact of the matter is that those feelings don't last for ever and so they better be replaced and reinforced by things that do.

A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him.

In our romantic groves I adored her like a divinity.

Consider what a romantic expedition you are on take notes.

So I'm still in my romantic stage with London, I love it as a place.