Quotes About Affection

Love, and you shall be loved

Take it and return it: the kiss of love

In the silence of night I have often wished for just a few words of love from one man, rather than the applause of thousands of people.

I will show you a love potion without drug or herb, or any witch's spell; if you wish to be loved, love

There is more pleasure in loving than in being beloved

He saith little that loveth much

Love is often nothing but a favorable exchange between two people who get the most of what they can expect, considering their value on the personality market.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth - for your love is more delightful than wine

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

Love may exist without jealousy, although this is rare; but jealousy may exist without love, and this is common

He loved me well: so well he could but die - To show he loved me better than his life; he lost it for me

Love is the emotion that a woman feels always for a poodle dog and sometimes for a man

If you love me, let me know. If not, please gently let me go.

As we grow older together, As we continue to change with age, There is one thing that will never change. . . I will always keep falling in love with you

Love is love's reward.

We can only learn to love by loving.

Love is a friendhip with erotic moments.

Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad; his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had

No cord or cable can draw so forcibly, or bind so fast, as love can do with a single thread

Caresses, expressions of one sort or another, are necessary to the life of the affections as leaves are to the life of a tree. If they are wholly restrained, love will die at the roots.

Love cannot be commanded

Do you know what it means to come home at night to a woman who'll give you a little love, a little affection, a little tenderness? It means you're in the wrong house, that's what it means.

If I speak to thee in friendship's name, thou think'st I speak too coldly, if I mention love's devoted flame, thou say'st I speak too boldly

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