Quotes About Affection

But just remember: a woman's like a rose; if you treat her right, she'll bloom, if you don't, she'll wilt.

Dich bedecken nicht mit Küssen nur einfach mit Deiner Decke (die Dir von der Schulter geglitten ist) daß Du im Schlaf nicht frierst. Später wenn Du erwacht bist das Fenster zumachen und Dich umarmen und Dich bedecken mit Küssen und Dich entdecken.

Wer nur die Hälfte liebt der liebt dich nicht halb sondern gar nicht

Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.

Infantile love follows the principle: "I love because I am loved." Mature love follows the principle: "I am loved because I love." Immature love says: "I love you because I need you." Mature love says: "I need you because I love you.

although science could pinpoint the exact spot in the brain that ignites rage, they had yet to identify the location that produces love.

Good-bye, Graystripe. I love you. Take care of our kits.

Tigerkit! Have you been eavesdropping again?" Tawnypelt glared at her dark tabby kit, but it was easy to see the fondness in her eyes.

I've missed you, too, Graystripe. I watch over you, every day and every night.

You're still beautiful to me. You always will be.

He knew Sandstorm liked and respected him, far more than he would ever have expected when he first joined the Clan, but it had never occurred to him that she felt anything stronger than friendship for him. Suddenly he pictured the soft sparkle in her pale green eyes when she had licked his stinging paws, and his fur began to prickle with a sensation he had not felt before.

She turned to look up at Brambleclaw and saw a flicker of something in his amber eyes. Was he feeling jealous? "Oh, Brambleclaw," she breathed. "My heart is with ThunderClan; don't you know that?" She lightly brushed her tail along his flank. "My heart is with you.

He took comfort from the warmth of her fur as he let sleep claim him at last.

I know things will be different now, but I'll never stop needing you - both of you. No cat ever had such good friends." Graystripe butted him in the shoulder. "We know that, you stupid furball," he mewed. Sanstorm's green eyes shone as she gazed into Fireheart's. "We'll always need you too, Fireheart," she murmured. "And you better not forget that.

She couldn't figure out whether he really wanted to be with Daisy, or whether he still loved Brightheart and was just being a mouse-brained tom.

With this life I give you love. Cherish your Clan as you cherished your kits, for now they all are your kin.

greet him with gentle words and caresses and welcome him onto their bed, where he would curl, purring, warm in the crook of a bent knee.

Crookedkit purred, his jealousy melting. He loved Oakpaw too much to want anything less than the best for him. He just wished Rainflower loved them equally. Oakpaw

Mickey continued. "If you ever come back, you will find this thing, your possession, which you gave to me. It was my favorite toy, and when I played with it, I thought of you. This will prove that I came back to look for you--that I never forgot you or stopped loving you.

He always seemed to have one eye on the blue-eyed she-cat.

Maybe Sandstorm was becoming more than a friend.

Really?" Stemleaf looked surprised. "Spotfur was the brightest part of my life." He gazed ahead thoughtfully. "Since I died, I've been surer of that than ever. I know it was easy for us to be together, but I think that if she'd belonged to another Clan, I would have chosen her." Bristlefrost blinked at him, surprised. "You'd have given up ThunderClan?" He shrugged. "Clans have many warriors, but you only love one cat.

the soft sparkle in her pale green eyes when she had licked his stinging paws, and his fur began to prickle with a sensation he had not felt before.

wondering what she was up to. Beside the honeysuckle wall of the elders' den, in a dip that caught the morning sun, Graystripe was washing comfrey pulp into Millie's fur. Millie's eyes