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Quotes About Affection

There was a moment when Thierry Henry returned to Arsenal for a game against Leeds, and the whole of the ground was waiting for him to come on. He came on and he scored. And he went right down the pitch, and jumped into Arsene Wenger's arms. At that moment I was bawling my eyes out. I could see how much it meant to him.
~ Martin Kemp
I wanted Rosemary Clooney to like 'Hey There.'
~ Anne Murray
I am very highly appreciated in my country, and everybody seems to love me.
~ Nadia Comaneci
We all have grown up watching Hindi romantic films, and when it comes to show love, that's probably how we show it.
~ Rajkummar Rao
I knew now, that it is by loving, and not by being loved, that one can come nearest the soul of another; yea, that, where two love, it is the loving of each other, and not the being loved by each other, that originates and perfects and assures their blessedness. I knew that love gives to him that loveth, power over any soul beloved...
~ George MacDonald
I wish I had [made that song]. No, I don't That would be to take it from somebody else. But it's mine for all that.' 'What makes it yours?' 'I love it so.' 'Does loving a thing make it yours?' 'I think so, Mother -- at least more than anything else can. . . . Love makes the only myness,' said Diamond.
~ George MacDonald
Sweet sounds can go where kisses may not enter.
~ George MacDonald
For when is the child the ideal child in our eyes and to our hearts? Is it not when with gentle hand he takes his father by the beard, and turns that father's face up to his brothers and sisters to kiss? when even the lovely selfishness of love-seeking has vanished, and the heart is absorbed in loving?
~ George MacDonald
The beauty of love is, that it does not take care of itself, but of the person loved.
~ George MacDonald
I may love him, I may love him, for he is a man, and I am only a beech-tree.
~ George MacDonald
In truth, they were not given to quarrelling. Many couples who love each other more, quarrel more, and with less politeness.
~ George MacDonald
what is the love of child, or mother, or dog, but the love of God, shining through another being—which is a being just because he shines through it.
~ George MacDonald
sweeter than joy itself, for the heart of the laugh was love.
~ George MacDonald
The fact was, that the moment he began to love Alice, his eyes began to send forth light. What he thought came from Alice's face, really came from his eyes. All about her and her path he could see, and every minute saw better; but to his own path he was blind. He could not see his hand when he held it straight before his face, so dark was it. But he could see Alice, and that was better than seeing the way-- ever so much.
~ George MacDonald
When you have once learned to honour anything, love is not very far off; at least that has always been my experience.
~ George MacDonald
I love her dearly, far beyond any creature I've ever known, and I can prove it, for never once in almost seventy years of married life have I taken her by the throat.
~ George MacDonald Fraser
To an ordinary human being, love means nothing if it does not mean loving some people more than others
~ George Orwell
The more men you've had, the more I love you.
~ George Orwell
Listen. The more men you've had, the more I love you. Do you understand that?
~ George Orwell
Oye, cuantos más hombres hayas tenido más te quiero yo. ¿Lo comprendes?
~ George Orwell
Quand on aimait, on aimait, et quand on n'avait rien d'autre à donner, on donnait son amour.
~ George Orwell
She sat against him, putting her arm round his
~ George Orwell
Queer, the affection you can feel for a stranger! It was as though his spirit and mine had momentarily succeeded in bridging the gulf of language and tradition and meeting in utter intimacy. I hoped he liked me as well as I liked him. But I also knew that to retain my first impression of him I must not see him again; and needless to say I never did see him again.
~ George Orwell
At the sight of the words I love you the desire to stay alive had welled up in him
~ George Orwell