Quotes About Affection

I don't know why I get so protective and jealous over you when you're not even mine.

Everytime you speak about how much you like someone else, it kills me inside.

If I told you I missed you, would you care? If I told you I couldn't live without you, would you be there? If I told you I could be your everything, would you give me a chance? If I told you I could make you happy, would you give me the perfect romance? If I told you you're the only one I think about, would you keep track? If I told you I loved you...would you love me back?

I believe love is primarily a choice and only sometimes a feeling. If you want to feel love, choose to love and be patient.

Mom, thank you for all that you've done and still do. I do love you and no one can replace my love to you.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.

My first glance fell on your heart.

My true love hath my heart, and I have his

To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.

There is no more lovely, friendly or charming relationship, communion or company, than a good marriage.

Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever.

Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage

There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company that a good marriage

And no amount of trousers and sweat-soaked shirts could change the fact that she was about the prettiest thing he'd ever seen.

Just the opposite. I'm so proud of you I could burst.

Suddenly, he jammed his hat crookedly on his head, took two broad paces toward her, and lifted her out of her chair by her shoulders. He kissed her hard and quick, then set her back in the chair and left without looking back.

Try an' get some rest, darlin'." Clay pressed her back against her pillow. Sophie nodded. Clay stood and took a couple of steps toward the door. He paused and looked back at her, and then he awkwardly came back, leaned over, and kissed her on the forehead, then the cheek, then her lips. He brushed her hair back again. "You and the girls, and this life I've got myself into, will always be a miracle to me, Sophie.

I want to give you the gift of my love, Megan Laramie.

We'd avoid a lot of insecurity, if we fully, wholly believed in God's wild affection for us.

Because I so stupidly loved her.

I suppose if we're going to fall in love all over again, kissing will be part of it.

I thought grandmothers had to like you. It's a law or something.

You have not stolen my heart, but I give it freely