Quotes About Fondness

Baseball was the darling of all sports back then.

In my experience, people love what they love. They just do.

That's funny, you're funny. I like you, I'm quite taken by you.

I… have an unnatural fondness for him, Duchess. One might even say that I love him. As a man should love a woman, really." "Well, I would imagine the mechanics of that would be different.

I love Mickey Mouse more than any woman I have ever known.

I'm supposed to have a Ph.D. on the subject of women. But the truth is I've flunked more often than not. I'm very fond of women; I admire them. But, like all men, I don't understand them.

The first thing I imagined when I saw the word 'love' is you.

What we like is not necessarily loved always,but what we always love is summarily liked as well.

There are many types of love,

I would not miss your face, your neck, your hands, your limbs, your bosom and certain other of your charms. Indeed, not to become boring by naming them all, I could do without you, Chloe, altogether.

Love is the combination of everything we have ever set our sights on. What will you set your eyes upon?

None love, but they who wish to love

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

As you wish' of course what he really ment was, 'i love you'

I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is

Simple determinism, whether of the genetic or environmental kind, is a depressing prospect for those with a fondness for free will.

She was one of those people who said I don't know anything about music, but I know what I like.

In his book I Can See Clearly Now, Dr. Wayne W. Dyer wrote about the influence that Psycho-Cybernetics had on his career, and it's easy to understand why he's so fond of saying, "There is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way.

I think I'm a bit in love with these girls. They make me feel giddy. Like I haven't a care in the world. Like I'm fearless. Like I used to be.

I loved those two people. - Graham on the Clintons

I'm glad you're the one I get to leave the parties with.

I've quickly grown fond of you. Despite the fact that you hate my guts and sometimes you're a bit of a bitch. I guess I find that oddly attractive.

especially when you add in his apparent fondness for parties, on the one hand, and prayer, on the other, and his remarkably shrewd ability to sum up situations, people, and problems in a pithy phrase or to tease out fresh meaning with a neat, telling story. What a man, we say to ourselves.

Grinning with delight even as my heart ached—a familiar bittersweet feeling, that of enjoying affection from afar—I watched until they all went inside, the cab and the barouche drove away, and it became apparent that the moment of drama was over.