Quotes About Affection

What should I say? That I like him so much it hurts?

Isi, I'm trying to say that you've been… no, you're so, you're–" He stopped. "You are," he said. His hand found hers, and he held her finger tightly, as though he did not dare to do any more than hold her one hand, and look at her, and breathe deeply.

Finn leaped from his horse to greet Enna, and she entwined herself into him, their arms around each other, their faces close. Thoug they did not kiss, Rin thought that the way they looked at each other was even more intimate. 'Let's get married,' Enna was saying with yearning in her voice. 'Please, let's get married right now.' Finn put his face into her neck and whispered something that made her hum.

Goose girl, may I kiss you?' She answered by... kissing him first.

Don't beat yourself up," said Charlotte. "True love can be so easily mistaken for other things-friendship, humane concern, indigestion...

until Miri could not help it any longer and she laughed out loud. The sound broke the game. Peder looked at her. He reached out, and she thought he meant to grab her straw or perhaps yank her hair as he used to when they were little. But her put his hand behind her head and, leaning forward, pulled her face to his. He kissed her. One long, slow kiss.

Am I the moss on your bark, then?" Ani asked. Enna grabbed her around the waist and shook her affectionately. "You're the mossiest girl I know.

first thing is that I love you. And the second thing is that as much as I honor your former profession, I don't think your geese care much for your betrothed and I hope they hadn't any plans on sharing our bed.

Even the jerks earn some of our affection. We can be glad they're gone and yet still mourn the good parts.

Later, when they would spend straight hours conversing in the dark, Jane would realize that Henry kissed the way he talked- his entire attention taut, focused, intensely hers.

I always knew it was ill-fated, but he truly believed I would be his bride. I guess I'd never realized that before. He had taken my mucker hand and looked at my mottled face and believed we would wed. And he hadn't seemed sorry. In fact, he'd swooped me up in a corridor and kissed me. That set me to crying.

He wildly combed his hair with his fingers. "I can't bear to be out there with you right now, all those indifferent people watching you, admiring you, but not really caring. Not as I do." Jane: (hopeful) Really? Jane: (practical) Oh, stop that.

If the world looks too big, I'll hold you that much tighter If the breeze feels too chill, I'll make the fire hotter If the storm booms too loud, I'll sing to you still louder I'll always keep you safe, my tiny, precious daughter

These stories had intrigued her with their strange mix of violence and love, so unlike the distant, passionless affection of her own mother. She thought, she hoped, that the handkerchief was something fantastic, like a piece of a tale, but real, and just for her, a symbol of the real, hidden love of her mother.

Loan me your lace of yellow, sister Lend me your fine kid gloves Tonight is the bridal ball, sister Tonight I'll meet my love Present me a sash of blue, sister Gift me a ribbon of white My love awaits me below, sister I am a bride tonight

Ani stood. "We came back here to beg your help, and before I even ask you're waiting for me at the door." "Don't look so surprised," said Enna. "You should know by now that the Forest grows 'em loyal. Does a pine kick a bird out of its limbs or the moss off its bark?" "Am I the moss on your bark, then?" said Ani. Enna grabbed her around her waist and shook her affectionately. "You're the mossiest girl I know.

My heart's so light it floats and carries me so my feet don't walk. I sing all day and I don't mind the washing, and that's how I know I'm in love. Completely smitten with My Lord the cat.

Jane looked at everything, smiling at the amusement park novelty of it all. She looked at Mr. Nobley. He was beaming at her. At last. "You are stunning," he said, and every inch of him seemed to swear that it was true. "Oh," she said. He kissed her gloved fingers. He was still smiling. There was something different about him tonight, and she couldn't place what it was.

I love you, you're perfect, you're everything, you toast my marshmallows, baby.)

All I've ever wanted was to be near you.

I, Geric-Sinath of Gerhard, declare that you're beautiful and you're perfect and I'll slay any man who tries to take you from my side. Goose girl, may I kiss you?

Now she had to pretend not to love the man she was pretending to love while pretending she wasn't sleeping with him.

I do need you, because I love you and you make me happy. I can live my life just fine on my own, but it will be so much better if I live it with you.

She kissed the top of his head and stroked his back. "If, a year from now, you were stuck on the tracks and a train was coming, what would you regret? Not taking a road trip to the Grand Canyon? Or not spending that year with Emma?" He gave a short laugh. "Trust me, Emma is the train." "That's love, honey." She squeezed a little harder and he felt some of the crappiness he'd been feeling slip away.