Quotes About Affection

Come here, female. I mention lately how sexy your brain is.

Por lo pronto, me puse a medir el tamaño de mi cariño y dio 685 kilómetros por la carretera. Es decir, de aquí a donde tú estás. Ahí se acabó. Y es que tu eres el principio y fin de todas las cosas.

Dice que ella escondía sus pies entre las piernas de él. Sus pies helados como piedras frías y que allí se calentaban como en un horno donde se dora el pan. Dice que él le mordía los pies diciéndole que eran como pan dorado en el horno.

Ella es muy bonita, ¿verdad? ¿Bonita? ¡Es la criatura más hermosa con que yo haya tropezado en mi vida! Eso decía mi corazón.

There are three possible parts to a date, of which at least two must be offered: entertainment, food, and affection. It is customary to begin a series of dates with a great deal of entertainment, a moderate amount of food, and the merest suggestion of affection. As the amount of affection increases, the entertainment can be reduced proportionately. When the affection IS the entertainment, we no longer call it dating. Under no circumstances can the food be omitted.

Childhood romances always seem so real, so enduring, when we are separated from the object of our affection. But usually, when we return, we find that our dreams and memories quiet surpassed reality. -Lady Anne, Whitney's aunt

If I had a hundred kingdoms, I would trade them all for you, my dearest love. I was nothing until you.

Looking at you has been my favorite pastime from the moment you asked me to describe your face, he said solemnly, looking straight into her eyes.

His gaze held hers, and his voice was tender and rough. "Love me, Elizabeth." Elizabeth felt a tremor run through her entire body, but she looked at him without flinching. "I do.

God help him. He chortled. He doesn't realize he loves her. And even if he did, he wouldn't admitted it. -Dr. Whitticomb

Miss stone, I adore you.

I'd like to shower and change clothes, she said. Would you mind waiting for me a half hour? The question seemed to amuse him. Not at all, he said with exaggerated formality. Please take all the time you need. Michael watched her walk away. Did he mind waiting a half hour for her? Not at all. He'd been waiting years for her.

Lau­ren, he began gravely, I would like four daugh­ters with wob­bly blue eyes and stu­dious horn-rimmed glasses on their lit­tle noses. Also, I've be­come very par­tial to your honey-col­ored hair, so if you could man­age…

What's your favorite sport, Zack? Zack tipped her chin up. My favorite sport, he said in an aching, husky voice he scarcely recognized as his own, is making love to you. Her eyes darkened with a love she wasn't trying to conceal from him anymore. What's your favorite food? she asked shakily. In answer, Zack bent his head and touched her lips in a soft kiss. You are.

Firmly, taking her chin between his thumb and forefinger,Nick turned her face up to his, forcing her to look into his teasing gray eyes. If I'm so beautiful, why won't you look at me? That was a silly thing for me to tell you, Lauren apologized with quiet dignity, and... It was definitely a gross exaggeration- he smiled, taking his hand away from her chin -but I liked it.And, in case you're interested, he added, his voice turning husky, no one has ever told me that before.

Sweeping her up into her arms, Jenny hugged her tightly. "Everybody

I wanted you to have the best pears in New York and I wanted to be the man to buy them for you.

Do you think you can wait - because I don't want you to stop loving me. I keep remembering us and how it was. I don't want to hurt you...not ever...

I love to watch to him while he sleeps. Besides everything else he is really my best friend now. It's a different kind of friendship...It makes me wish I could share every day with him.

I was about to drop a light one on his forehead when he reached up, grabbed me around the neck and pulled me down. Then he planted a big, wet smackeroo right in the middle of my face. "Sweet dreams, Pete!

But I am the greatest sister in the history of the world.

I really like you, Margaret. How do you want me to kiss you?

Do you think just having a baby automatically makes you love it?' 'I'm not sure... you might have to learn to love it, like any other person.

Roses are red Violets are blue I am your brother And you are mine, too.