Children are incurable romantics. Brimful of romance and tragedy, we whirl through childhood hopelessly in love with our parents. In our epic imagination, we love and are loved with a passion so natural and innocent we may never know its like as adults.
(Roger Gould (20th century), U.S. psychotherapist and author. Transformations, sec. 1, ch. 1 (1978).)
Every time I get romantic with you, you want to talk business. I don't know, there's something about me that brings out the business in every woman.
(George Kaufman, U.S. screenwriter, Morrie Ryskind, and Sam Wood. Otis B. Driftwood (Groucho Marx), A Night at the Opera, to his patron Mrs. Claypool (Margaret Dumont) in an attempt to woo her (1935).)
The boy is a Greek; the youth, romantic; the adult, reflective.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. Oration, August 31, 1837, delivered before the Phi Beta Kappa Society, Cambridge, Massachusetts. "The American Scholar," repr. In Emerson: Essays and Lectures, ed. Joel Porte (1983).)