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Quotes About Affection

Love itself is what is left over, when being being in love has burned away.
~ Louis de-Bernières
Who is to say? What is love? Perhaps for a time I loved her; perhaps in a way I love her still. Perhaps when a man has held a woman in his arms, there is a little of her with him forever
~ Louis L'Amour
You will see many women, and often you will think yourself in love, but temper passion with wisdom, my
~ Louis L'Amour
He sometimes daydreamed about sitting beside her in a beautiful meadow and just counting her freckles.
~ Louis Sachar
She was glad she really loved stories. Suddenly she made a face. "Oh, yuck!" she said. "What is it?" asked Mrs. Jewls. "What if I really love John, too?
~ Louis Sachar
No one's ever brought me flowers before," said Mr. Kidswatter. "You may not believe this, Louis, but I don't have many friends." He put his hand on Louis's shoulder. "You're like a son to me," he said. "And you're a maggot-infested string bean," muttered Louis. "What?" asked Mr. K. "I said, you're a magnificent human being.
~ Louis Sachar
You may not believe this, Louis, but I don't have many friends." He put his hand on Louis's shoulder. "You're like a son to me," he said. "And you're a maggot-infested string bean," muttered Louis. "What?" asked Mr. K. "I said, you're a magnificent human being.
~ Louis Sachar
someone special.
~ Louis Sachar
Laurie, you're an angel! How shall I ever thank you? Fly at me again. I rather liked it, said Laurie, looking mischievous, a thing he had not done for a fortnight.
~ Louisa May Alcott
I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. I'm not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven.
~ Louisa May Alcott
Jo loved a few persons very dearly and dreaded to have their affection lost or lessened in any way.
~ Louisa May Alcott
I've loved you ever since I've known you, Jo, - couldn't help it, you've been so good to me, - I've tried to show it, but you wouldn't let me; now I'm going to make you hear, and give me an answer, for I can't go on so any longer. - Laurie
~ Louisa May Alcott
I'm afraid I couldn't like him without a spice of human naughtiness.
~ Louisa May Alcott
The clocks were striking midnight and the rooms were very still as a figure glided quietly from bed to bed, smoothing a coverlid here, settling a pillow there, and pausing to look long and tenderly at each unconscious face, to kiss each with lips that mutely blessed, and to pray the fervent prayers which only mothers utter.
~ Louisa May Alcott
Love will make you show your heart someday...
~ Louisa May Alcott
She was] kept there in the sort of embrace a man gives to the dearest creature the world holds for him.
~ Louisa May Alcott
But please hug and kiss me, everyone, and don't mind my dress, I want a great many crumples of this sort put into it today.
~ Louisa May Alcott
F]or in this queer world of ours, fatherly and motherly hearts often beat warm and wise in the breasts of bachelor uncles and maiden aunts; and it is my private opinion that these worthy creatures are a beautiful provision of nature for the cherishing of other people's children. They certainly get great comfort out of it, and receive much innocent affection that otherwise would be lost.
~ Louisa May Alcott
in silence learned the sweet solace which affection administers to sorrow.
~ Louisa May Alcott
El amor expulsa al miedo y la gratitud doblega al orgullo.
~ Louisa May Alcott
because I have fallen in love with so many pretty girls and never once the least bit with any man.
~ Louisa May Alcott
Don't take it away! It's only a fancy, but a man must love something…
~ Louisa May Alcott
It's selfish of you to keep teasing for what I can't give. I shall always be fond of you, very fond indeed, as a friend, but I'll never marry you, and the sooner you believe it the better for both of us.
~ Louisa May Alcott
I know better! broke in Laurie. You think so now, but there'll come a time when you will care for somebody, and you'll love him tremendously, and live and die for him. I know you will, it's your way, and I shall have to stand by and see it, and the despairing lover cast his hat upon the ground with a gesture that would have seemed comical, if his face had not been so tragic.
~ Louisa May Alcott