Quotes About Admiration

When Liv had Milo, that's when it really came full circle to me. I am so proud of her. We are both single mothers but in different eras.

Khloe is amazing! I'm so proud of that kid.

In America, we see a fan and it is like, 'Oh, we are proud! We have a fan in America!'

I want to make him the proudest dad to have me and I want to show everybody and nearly be as good as him because he was the best.

It's a proven fact that athletes are all marks for each other.

Sentir respeto es sabiduría.

He looked at her the way all women want to be looked at by a man.

Actually that's my secret — I can't even talk about you to anybody because I don't want any more people to know how wonderful you are.

You're the only girl I've seen for a long time that actually did look like something blooming.

I can't tell you just how wonderful she is. I don't want you to know. I don't want any one to know.

He found something that he wanted, had always wanted and always would want -- not to be admired, as he had feared; not to be loved, as he had made himself believe; but to be necessary to people, to be indispensable...'very few things matter and nothing matters very much

you once liked me, didn't you?, he asked. LIKED you- I LOVED you. Everybody loved you. You could've had anybody you wanted for the asking.

He hadn't once ceased looking at Daisy, and I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well-loved eyes. Sometimes, too, he stared around at his possessions in a dazed way, as though in her actual and astounding presence none of it was any longer real.

She admired him; she was used to clutching her hands together in his wake and heaving audible sighs.

You are the loveliest thing that I have ever known.

When Eleanor's arm touched his he felt his hands grow cold with deadly fear lest he should lose the shadow brush with which his imagination was painting wonders of her. He watched her from the corners of his eyes as ever he did when he walked with her-- she was a feast and a folly and he wished it had been his destiny to sit forever on a haystack and see life through her green eyes.

She is the most charming person in the world. That's all. I refuse to amplify. Excepting- she's perfect.

I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well-loved eyes.

Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved - to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chosen lover like a gift of roses. It seems to me, so far as I can judge clearly at all, that my beauty would be used like that...

You are mysterious. I love you. You're beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and that's the rarest known combination.

He felt that if he had a love he would have hung her picture just facing the tub so that, lost in the soothing steamings of the hot water, he might lie and look up at her and muse warmly and sensuously on her beauty.

I've got a streak of what you'd call cheapness. I don't know where I get it but it's—oh, things like this and bright colors and gaudy vulgarity. I seem to belong here. These people could appreciate me and take me for granted, and these men would fall in love with me and admire me, whereas the clever men I meet would just analyze me and tell me I'm this because of this or that because of that.

I've always looked on criticism as a sort of envious tribute.

She laughed again, as if she said something very witty, and held my hand for a moment, looking up into my face, promising that there was no one in the world she so much wanted to see.