Quotes About Affection

If you only have one smile in you, give it to the people you love.

Love liberates. It doesn't bind. Love says, I love you. I love you if you're in China. I love you if you're across town. I love you if you're in Harlem. I love you. I would like to be near you. I'd like to have your arms around me. I'd like to hear your voice in my ear. But that's not possible now, so I love you. Go.

I have found that the platonic affection in friendships and familial love for children can be relied upon with certainty to lift the bruised soul and repair the wounded spirit

If you have only one smile in you, give it to the people you love.

dreams are petted, like cherished lap dogs misunderstood and loved too well

I love you, Mom. Maybe now you'll have a chance to grow up.

Their love informed, educated, and liberated me.

All I cared about was that she had made tea cookies for me and read to me from her favorite book. It was enough to prove that she liked me.

Maybe I didn't always know what I was missing, but it was you. Always you.

Is there something wrong?" he asked. She gave a short negative motion with her head. And then words, so sweet, like a cool northern breeze blowing off the lake. "You could hold me now." It was almost his undoing. "Ah baby.

My lady, I don't simply care for her. I love her. She is my entire life. Without her, I am nothing. I have nothing.

Seeing you happy is the best gift I could ever ask for.

Can you be happy here, lass?" She smiled and turned her gaze to the beautiful land covered in green and budding flowers. "I am happy wherever you are, husband.

Graeme leaned down and pressed his lips to Eveline's cool forehead. "Come back to me," he whispered. "I'm waiting, Eveline.

You'll never have to beg me for anything, my love. If you ask me for the moon, I'll fetch it for you.

Impulsively, she leaned across the truck and kissed him on the cheek. He glanced over in surprise when she pulled away, but pleasure glowed in his eyes. What was that for? Just seemed like the thing to do, she said. Well, feel free to do it more often, he encouraged. I assure you I won't mind.

He walked hesitantly toward her and then wrapped his arms around her in a gentle hug. "You just looked like you needed one," he said.

You're a wonderful man, Steele. And behind that tough-as-nails exterior lies a heart of gold." "Yeah, well, don't feel the need to tell everybody that," he said gruffly. "You're the only one who needs to know that kind of information." She grinned.

He found himself playing the love-sick fool vying for a crumb of attention or approval from Genevieve. Anything to make her smile. Make her happy. He'd give her the damn moon if that was what it took.

My heart is in your hands.

He kissed her temple, nuzzling her skin, and murmured again that she was the most beautiful lass in the world. They weren't just words he offered. Platitudes he didn't mean. He cared not about the scar that marred her face. In his eyes, she was the most beautiful lass he'd ever known and nothing would change that. Not a scar. Not circumstances. She was his, and he didn't give one damn what others thought.

You are my girl.

I love you Micah. You may not want it. You may not need it. But you'll always have it. It doesn't come with any strings or expectations. It's given freely.

Let me love you. Let me show you how good it can be with someone who cares for you.