Quotes About Affection

They hug tightly, expressing the pure affection available only to two people who have no further designs upon each other. Their lack of time is a privilege.

Sá»± th?t là khi chúng ta lá»›n lên, ta gi?t t?t c? nh?ng ng??i yêu thÆ°Æ¡ng ta b?ng m?i quan tâm ta dành cho h?, b?ng tình âu y?m ??y b?t an mà ta khÆ¡i g?i và không ng?ng khu?y Ä'á»™ng trong lòng h?. (Proust)

What prevents us from loosening our grip on love is simply a lack of knowledge. This is what can make unrequited love so vicious. By denying us the chance to grow close to the beloved, we cannot tire of them in the cathartic and liberating manner that is the gift of requited love. It isn't their charms that are keeping us magnetized; it is our lack of knowledge of their flaws.

There is usually a Marxist moment in every relationship, the moment when it becomes clear that love is reciprocated.

When two people part it is the one who is not in love who makes the tender speeches.

It's more than mere coyness to refer to what they have done as "making love." They haven't just had sex; they have translated their feelings—appreciation, tenderness, gratitude, and surrender—into a physical act.

We usually believe gossip about ourselves to have been inspired by a level of malice far greater (or more critical) than the malice we ourselves felt in relation to the last person we gossiped about, a person whose habits we could mock without this in any way altering our affection for them.

I did not live Chloe for her body, I loved her body for the promise of who she was. It was a most inspiring promise

Rather than militantly pursue both truth and affection, they discern the incompatibilities, and so divide their projects, making a wise separation between the chrysanthemums and the novel, between Laure Haymann and the Odette de Crecy, between the letter which gets sent and the one that stays hidden but nevertheless needs to be written.

The whole language of love had been corrupted by overuse.

My only consolation when I am really sad is to love and to be loved").

he took her in his arms and cradled her; offering her not God's comfort but his own, merely human, consolation.

I am secure in the knowledge that I am the mother of your heart, Etsuko said, smiling. But she is the mother of your blood. She deserves to see what a fine woman you have become

I am your new love to be kissed My flower, my lei, my love for you Is unforgettable . . .

Good-for-nothing rascal, where you been the last eight months?" And she kissed him with a ferocity that quite belied her words.

Love is the most priceless treasure life affords us

But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you. I love you. With all my heart, I love you.

Love. His love for Cathy and the kids. That had been one of his protective mantras, he was certain, except love just made things crueller, gave you so much more to lose.

And then you'll be back, will you?" She smiled at him. "Of course I will. I can't stay away from you, you know that." The way his head tilted, Valkyrie knew that pleased him.

She is just Cat. She curls up on my chest whenever I sit down, and goes to sleep. I hope she doesn't miss me. I'm going to miss her.

She liked that feeling, as much as she hated to admit it. She liked being around someone who was genuinely happy to be around her.

I like my parrot, Figaro. Not in a wrong way I mean, yes, hell do anything for a mouth full of seed but nothing tacky.

The word 'love' is, in fact, the way we commonly describe the emotional feelings that accompany the imprinting process.

A world created by observation evokes insight, hence affection, for we see the hunger and fear of all beings. Life becomes a performance on a stage (ranga-bhoomi) aimed to nourish and comfort the other, while deriving nourishment and comfort from their delight. Krishna's performance (leela) leads to him being worshipped as Ranga-natha, lord of the stage. He never judges, so he sees no one as a victim. This is how he begins The Gita: