Quotes About Affection

Tell him Sudha has not forgotten him.

My Song" This song of mine will wind its music around you, my child, like the fond arms of love. This song of mine will touch your forehead like a kiss of blessing. When you are alone it will sit by your side and whisper ini your ear, when you are in the crowd it will fence you about with aloofness. My song will sit in the pupils of your eyes, and will carry your sight into the heart of things. And when my voice is silent in death, my song will speak in your leaving heart.

Let my love, like sunlight, surround you and yet give you illumined freedom.

Hands cling to hands and eyes linger on eyes: thus begins the record of our hearts.

The absence of human company and affection seemed to choke his heart.

hidden in my eyes; I will thread your image like a gem on my joy and hang it on my bosom.

As a calf nudges the cow's udder to stimulate the flow of milk and maternal love, so Mahendra's rage prodded Rajalakshmi into expressing her stifled maternal affection.

In love I pay my endless debt to you for what you are.

Claire stretched out against the wall and kissed it. "Glad to see you, too," she whispered, and pressed her cheek against the smooth surface. It almost felt like it hugged her back. "Dude, it's a house ," Shane said from behind her. "Hug somebody who cares.

It's bullshit to think of friendship and romance as being different. They're not. They're just variations of the same love. Variations of the same desire to be close.

It's bullshit to think of friendship and romance as being different. They're not. They're just variations of the same love. Variations of the same desire to be close.

I'm thinking I would like to dance in the rain with this person. I would like to lie next to him in the dark and watch him breathe and watch him sleep and wonder what he's dreaming about and not get an inferiority complex if the dreams aren't about me.

More – life,' he said, opening his hands in a gesture of receipt. 'And more affection,' he added, after a pause. 'I wanted more affection.

What kind of love was this, that needed the love object domesticated and locked up? And if there was love being handed out, why wasn't she getting any?

He keeps her because he loves her, despite the fact she is destructive, and there is a value for her too in his attention, though its consequence is her captivity.

I'm here because you're here. When a man loves a woman, he wants to spend time with her. Even if that means he has to put on a suit and tie. He wants to hold her tight and smell her hair.

His lids lowered and he brushed her cheek with the tips of his fingers. "What if I fall in love with you?" She turned her face into his palm. "You won't.

I want to be with you." He straightened and brought her against his chest. "I like being with you," he continued. "When I'm not with you, I'm thinking about you. No one else. Just you.

I only know that you are the breath in my lungs, the beat of my heart, the ache in my soul, and without you, I am empty.

What does it take, then? I love you. I've never loved any woman the way I love you.

He lowered his face to hers and spoke against her mouth. "I don't want to imagine you not in my life.

Do you know what else I think? I think I like the idea of Lola Carlyle worrying about me." He slid his knuckle along her jaw to her chin and she held her breath.

Chelsea, I knew when you showed up on my porch that you were going to be trouble. You were bossy and annoying and you brought sunshine into a very dark time in my life. You saved me when I didn't even know I needed saving. I love you for that. I will always love you for that." He raised her hand to his lips and kissed the backs of her knuckles. "Please say you'll stay in my life and make trouble with me forever.

I'm Nathan Parrish and you're the most beautiful girl I've laid eyes on in my entire life. And at the risk of sounding like that crappy Partridge Family song, I think I love you.