Quotes About Affection

Marry me. You'll learn to love me, I promise.

We'll make out for a while and you'll feel better.

Don't leave yet," he said, his voice hoarse. "Let me do something. Let me feed you. Hold you. Rub your shoulders. Change your oil. Anything, please.

He brushed the hair back from her brow. "Were you scared, baby?" "No," she said, shaking her head. "I knew you were coming." "You did?" She touched her chest. "Your heart beats in here. If it had stopped, I would have known. It did beat a little fast sometimes.

I like the way you kiss-a couple of test kisses, then a huge kiss.

At some point he realized that he knew how she felt—once you know how much you love someone, no one else would do.

Cooper's been married in his head for a while now." "That's… kinda sweet.

I'm not wild about throwing up or waddling, but I sure love carrying around a little piece of you. You're right--you make excellent babies." "We all have our special talents," he said. Mel and Jack

We should think about naming your new playmate," she said. "I have a suggestion," he said. "Emma." "I like Emma," she said. "Old girlfriend?" "Mother. My mother," he said. "Aw, that's sweet. I think your mother would be happy you're finally serious." "Mel?

Oh, there was another swearword, not even on the cusp, even though he is definitely a shitbag." She smiled at him. "I bet you've just about had it with me, huh?" He pulled her close. "I've had it with you, all right. And not enough of it, either." "Oh,

Mac was the romantic. He brought her flowers, remembered her favorite song, kissed her on the back of her neck just because. She was the type-A workaholic. Every day an agenda, every hour a task that needed completing. She worked too hard, compartmentalized too little, and probably would have a nervous breakdown before the age of forty, except that Mac would never allow it. He was her rock; while, most likely, she was his ticket to sainthood.

Every woman has a moment in her life when she realizes she genuinely loves a guy, and he's just not worth it.

Is that what you lose over time? Not so much a loss of affection, as a slow clouding of your own sight? We became less and less focal points for each other, and more like pieces of furniture to maneuver around in the course of everyday life.

God's grace is available to everybody. Period. His is an unconditional, wholly inclusive affection. There is no skin color, country of origin, or medical condition that can make you incompatible with the love of Jesus Christ!

I have a weakness for tough guys who read.

If I'm yelling at you, you know I love you. Because I want your chest to keep going up and down, whether you're my daughter or my mother. Or whether I'm your daughter or your mother. It's all the same emotion, which is worry. Or love!

After they had made love, Hank fell fast asleep

Snow Flower was my old same for life. I had a greater and deeper love for her than I could ever feel for a person who was my husband.

She loves you. She's just forgotten how to show it.

comprendo que no valoraba el amor más importante: el que surge de lo más profundo del corazón.

Lying next to her, looking at her face in the moonlight, feeling the delicate weight of her small hand on my cheek, listening to her breathing deepen, I wondered how could I make her love me the way I longed to be loved.

People didn't fall in love with other people. They fell in love with how other people made them feel about themselves. And so, it was easy to get someone to love you—if you knew how they wanted to feel.

Having love in your heart for someone is its own reward. Or punishment, depending on the circumstances.

I loved you before I even knew I loved you, he told me once.