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Quotes About Affection

Will you love me when I get sick and start to fail, to descend, as is inevitable, toward death?" he said. "Do you really want to nurse a dying man and have to grieve for all the love you wasted on him?" "Love is never a waste," she said.
~ Salman Rushdie
Mishal, I'm forty years old and as contented as a forty-day babe. I see now that I've been falling deeper and deeper into our love over the years, and now I swim, like some fish, in that warm sea.' How much she gave him, he marvelled; how much he needed her!
~ Salman Rushdie
I was always certain of your father's love, because when he fell for me I was looking less attractive than a water buffalo
~ Salman Rushdie
habit of calling each other 'Jim'. No darlings or honeys or babes for them. In his low American drawl and her bright English chirp they Jimmed the Old Year out. 'Hey, Jim?' 'Yes, Jim?' 'Happy New Year, Jim.' 'Happy New Year to you too, Jim.' 'I love you, Jim.' 'I love you too, Jim.' 1990 arrived with a smile in the company of Jim and Jim.
~ Salman Rushdie
You're so sexy, René. I'm serious. You're a sexpot." Maybe weddings bring out the romance in us all.
~ Salman Rushdie
Her support warmed his heart. He loved his wife. He wondered if it would upset her if he asked her to lose a little weight.
~ Salman Rushdie
AÅŸk her ÅŸey deÄŸilse, hiçbir ÅŸeydir.
~ Salman Rushdie
It's the difference, you see, between casual sex and love. The more you love, the more closely you get to know, the more profoundly you see, the more you are enriched.
~ Salman Rushdie
It was plain he needed to love and be loved; there was a tide of emotion in him that needed to wash over people and he hoped for a returning tide to wash over him.
~ Salman Rushdie
Love is spring after winter. It comes to heal life's wounds, inflicted by the unloving cold.
~ Salman Rushdie
We trifle with, make sport of, and despise those who are attached to us, and follow those that fly from us.
~ William Hazlitt
So you're saying your kissing me back was just a pity thing? Because it sure didn't feel that way to me.
~ Collette West, Inside Game
I have nothing to make me feel good, except for you. The last thing I want to do is turn you into my new drug of choice.
~ Collette West, Inside Game
Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Everyone loves strength, but do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test.
~ Alain de Botton
No one else will ever know the strength of my love for you. After all, you're the only one who knows the sound of my heart from the inside.
~ Kristen Proby
Whatever strengthens and purifies the affections, enlarges the imagination, and adds spirit to sense, is useful.
~ Percy Bysshe Shelley
If we lose affection and kindliness from our life: we lose all that gives it charm.
~ Marcus Tullius Cicero
If I jump out of bed without hugging my husband, that creates stress between us.
~ Gabrielle Bernstein
The greatest success in life is to feel I'm something for someone; the feeling of falling in love, the newness of love.
~ Dennis Wilson
Getting things accomplished isn't nearly as important as taking time for love.
~ Janette Oke
At least it was not I who ever encouraged you in that hope, Fernand, replied Mercedes; you cannot reproach me with the slightest coquetry. I have always said to you, 'I love you as a brother; but do not ask from me more than sisterly affection, for my heart is another's.' Is not this true, Fernand?
~ Alexandre Dumas
And without waiting for the answer of the newcomer to this proof of affection, M. de Treville seized his right hand and pressed it with all his might, without perceiving that Athos, whatever might be his self-command, allowed a slight murmur of pain to escape him, and if possible, grew paler than he was before.
~ Alexandre Dumas
Wake up, my darling, and look at me, said Valentine with her adorable smile. Maximilien uttered a loud exclamation, and frantic, doubtful, dazzled, as though by a celestial vision, he fell upon his knees. - www.online-literature.com/dumas/crist...
~ Alexandre Dumas
A love as tender as that of a lover for his mistress dwells, undoubtedly, in some paternal hearts toward a son.
~ Alexandre Dumas