Quotes About Affection

You don't need to be a heroin addict or a performance poet to experience extremity. You just have to love someone.

take your love and show them

Love wasn't a state change. Romance might be, and lust, and like, but they were just the preconditions. Love was the choice you made; day in, day out.

Her tenderness was unbearable. She was nine years old. She knew how to kiss me better: a simple thing, but one I could never have taught her. And I had come here to save her.

He laughed when he saw them, swung Begu off his horse and kissed her cheek, bowed to Breguswith and grinned at Hild.

Always know what they like, her mother said. They will love you for it.

You'll be well," Hereswith said. "I'll be well. I'm older and I say so. And on your birthday and mine, we'll drink a toast, each to the other, and one day we'll hold hands again.

Her hand felt good in Peretur's, warm, more than warm.

Gwladus smiled, that rich slow curve that blotted out everything but right here, right now, then leaned in and kissed her.

She held out her hands and we hugged. I remembered when she used to engulf me. Now I was an inch or two taller, though her bone and muscle still felt like granite.

Quisiéramos no acariciar el cuerpo que amamos, sino ser la caricia.

and they would imprint upon each other's lips such a long and languishing kiss, that a little straw cigar might have been smoked during the time it lasted.

There are more people who wish to be loved than there are who are willing to love.

Part of me is made of glass, and also, I love you.

He'd stepped off the straight path for her. More clearly than words, the act told Holly that Ryan loved her.

It is impossible not to love someone who makes toast for you.

the world is not a pleasant place to be without someone to hold and be held by.

Femeile iubesc foarte mult florile, da, e o ocupa?ie foarte pl?cut?!

You don't analyze love. You accept it.

Nothing," she'd say, and go back to some busywork. But I knew what she was watching for. Colleen headed toward home, a small child's hand in hers. Love and reason have never been well acquainted.

He wipes tears off my face and then snot. He uses his hands. He loves me that much.

A man is given the choice between loving women and understanding them.

A man could love only what he respected, not pitied.

When you know beyond all doubting that the same life flows through all that is and you are that life, you will love all naturally and spontaneously. When you realize the depth and fullness of your love of yourself, you know that every living being and the entire universe are included in your affection.