Quotes About Affection

I have saved this afternoon for you.

Bastard was a term of affection between us, as it usually is in the sub-continent between men who share a Catholic missionary-school education.

Take my word for it, Calley. You have to be careful what you love because love has to be paid for.

Your coming here...made me so very happy. I wanted to keep dancing with you forever. That we should be so sad now...means we are very dear to each other.

I love everything about you. Don't you ever think I don't. Even when you make me mad, I love you so much I can hardly stand it.

Don't die on me, she whispered when the clock struck midnight and he still had not moved. It's only a little shoulder wound. Goddess, George-don't die on me. His eyes flickered open and he smiled. I didn't know you cared, he whispered. And why insult me? I won't die for a wee nick like this; I've had worse in my day. Alanna wiped her wet cheeks. Of course I care, you unprincipled pickpocket! she whispered. Of course I care.

I love you, Jonathan, she whispered. A long arm snaked around her, and he pulled her against his side. I know, he said. I just wanted to be sure you knew it, too.

I want to marry her, when I grow up to be a man.

She promised herself that from now on she would try to sit as close to Neal as possible. She could not kick someone eight chairs away.

Feelings, she learned, were hard to fight. She treasured his smiles and compliments and tried not to dwell on the fact that he gave this things to his friend Kel. His dreamy-eyed gazes, poems, and fits of passionate melancholy were for Uline. It was hard not to resent the older girl.

Adults and pups alike, they surrounded her in the greeting ceremony, licking her face and wagging their tails. Brokefang let the girl hug him fiercely about the neck and nuzzled her in reply.

Whatever she was, he would love her until they died

Fleur de feu. Oh flower of fire. That fire is not hate or fear, which makes flowers come, not terror or anger or lust, it is love that is the fire of the Bite-Me-Not, love which cannot abandon, love which cannot harm. Love which never dies.

To Mareme, he nodded politely. At Cyrion he smiled with love.

She had set her hand on Leopardo's bowed head and allowed herself a moment with the mass of apricot hair that felt like crisp wild grass to her.

Volf welcomed Cyrion like a long-lost brother he had not seen in ten years but for whose company he had continuously pined.

Cyrion is capable of sentiment over small children. And can remain unblinded by the prettiest woman.

Loitering stupidly among the orange trees, Romulan stood and hated. Hated the black hair of his father, like his own, the patrician face, very handsome in its way, but unlike, hated the stern, shy, and brutal honorableness, the imposition of will, the lack of-what? Something so simple as the evidence of affection? Valentius was the Tower. In his presence, Romulan shrank, became nine years of age.

You stole my heart, Regan,he told her. And I don't particularly want it back.

Don't you want to be neighbors? No. he said. I want to be lovers. Sleep-together lovers. Wake-up together lovers. One bed. Oh, God, she was going to fall in love. She could feel it happening.

Lovnad i djupaste snøen frå Siss til Unn: Det lovar eg deg at eg ikkje vil tenke på noko anna enn deg. Tenke på alt eg veit om deg. Tenke på deg heime og på skolen, og på skolevegen. Tenke på deg heile dagen, og dersom eg vaknar om natta.

Falling In Love Is Like Owning A Dog. Throw things away and love will bring them back, again, and again, and again. But most of all, love needs love, lots of it. And in return, love loves you and never stops.

Brock was up front with him, cuddling Alexei's beloved dog, Harry

Come hither, my dear. Come hither, that I mightest protectest thou!