Quotes About Affection

whom she had always been rather fond of, despite his unfortunate interest in taxidermy.

Han hatade att stå i fokus, men han skulle stå i fokus för henne.

I love Indiana.

I love everything about Indiana.

Among many of my friends and acquaintances, I seem to be one of the very few individuals who felt or feels no ambivalence about my mother. All my feelings for my mother were positive, very strong and abiding.

My daughter is my greatest inspiration.

There is no instinct like that of the heart.

I married up. He's an intelligent and kind soul.

There's a particular kind of single woman whose relationship with her dog has a level of intensity and affection that may be both the cause and the result of her singleness. For a long time, I was that woman.

It would be my intention that everybody should have love, and there are a lot of people in the world.

There's a fundamental difference between how often men remember to say 'I love you' and how often women want to hear 'I love you.' For the most part, it's on the guy. He's not withholding it intentionally. It's just that we kind of miss the point sometimes, that even in the most nonchalant way, telling the person how you feel is important.

And… you won't be upset if it doesn't work?" She looked at me anxiously. "Because I really have no idea—" "I gotta be honest with you, baby—at this point, I don't give a flying fuck if it works or not," I admitted, kissing her again. "I just want to hold you one more time.

Relax, Lilenta. Let's just breathe each other in.

Olivia, I love you…Need you so much…my life, my mate, my bride… And

I don't hate you either," Kat said quietly. "I never could—which is what I was trying to tell you before we were interrupted in the viewing room." She stepped forward. "In fact, I…I love both of you. Very much." Tears stung her eyes as two sets of muscular arms enfolded her. "Kat, little Kat," she heard Deep murmur as Lock whispered, "My lady…" into her hair. "I've

softly but clearly, looking into his eyes.

If he's calling you Talana then he still wants you." Nadiah was already playing with her hair, trying new styles in the 3-D viewer. "Trust me on that, Sophia." Sophie

If you talk to the sister again, tell her I would never hurt Olivia. I love her, damn it. I just…can't seem to make her realize that." "You

Normal men aren't going to love anyone who looks forward to anything but them. And I couldn't help looking forward to being published.

Oh, come on," he said finally, a secret pleased look just beneath the surface of his face, "you love it here. Admit it.

From now on, I thought, only French mice will love me.

But then, as I read somewhere recently, narcissists always hurt the one they love the most.

But love, once it dyes our hearts purple, won't go away. Especially the kind of love we used to feel when we were young, the kind we wish we could feel again for someone new.

We cherish our friends not for their ability to amuse us, but for our ability to amuse them.