Quotes About Affection

Just don't tell me you're in love, OK? Sister, I ain't even in line.

he reached out and took her hand, overcome by a shocking tenderness. For a moment he was struck dumb at a habit of hers he saw now for the first time, how whenever she looked up from whatever she was doing, even unwrapping a sandwich in the front seat of a car, she always looked up smiling. He wondered if anybody had ever noticed it before.

But, my darling, if you love me,' thought Miss Meadows, 'I don't mind how much it is. Love me as little as you like.

Love! Love! Your tenderness, Your beautiful, watchful ways

Do you feel in this letter my love for you today - It is as warm as a bird's nest.

Oh,' said the little girl, 'my head's on your heart; I can hear it going. What a big heart you've got, father dear.

A wet night. They are going home together under an umbrella. They stop on the door to press their wet cheeks together.

When Harry came I had his letters all ready, and the ring and a ducky little brooch he'd given me—a silver bird it was, with a chain in its beak, and on the end of the chain a heart with a dagger.

Their first words always were as they ran to greet him, "What have you got for me, daddy?" and he had nothing. He would have to buy them some sweets at the station. But that was what he had done for the past four Saturdays; their faces had fallen last time when they saw the same old boxes produced again.

Ah, what happiness it is to be with people who are all happy, to press hands, press cheeks, smile into eyes.

This is not a letter but my arms about you for a brief moment.

You can and you must. Go to the man you love and love him in whatever way you can for as long as you can. Love him in whatever way you can.

I could fall in love with you, you know." He'd said that. She'd said it back. Could.

At the start of it he'd felt only a sudden overpowering wish to make her happy. To see her smile again.

Aye, milord." She snuggled close to him, but his low, wheezing laughter made her draw back again to try to see the eyes that were only a dark shadow behind the silken cloth. "Something amuses you?" "Sleep! 'Twill be impossible with you in my arms." "Shall I go?" she questioned, resting a hand on his chest. "Never!" He caught her to him in a fierce embrace, burying his face against her throat. -Erienne & Lord Saxton

You're not making too much of this. You will love her until the stars fall.

A hug makes you feel good all day.

je t'ai aimé dans le passé je t'aime aujourd hui t'aimerais encore dans l'avenir Le temps revient. I have loved you before I love you today and I will love you again. The time returns.

I have loved you before, I love you today, And I will love you again. The time returns.

eyed him with affectionate skepticism. "And I say ye're far too trusting at times, lad.

We had one of those Friday dates that turned into an entire weekend, and by the end of it, I loved him so much my larynx ached. Vulnerable love, incorrigible love. Love in which he was both the nausea and the sodium bicarbonate.

She tried to hear his heartbeat through the fabric of his tuxedo jacket, and the fact that she wasn't sure whether she could hear it made her think about how hard it was for any girl to ever know whether her love was being returned.

I do want it. Very much. I love him." Camilla sighed into another smile. "I know. I believe he loves you too." Rose shook her head. "He has yet to say it." "Men always feel it long before they say it, my dear. They're a little slow that way.

My only concern is your happiness, and I think Greyden makes you happy." "He does." She frowned. "And oddly miserable at times." She was pulled into a warm, sweetly scented embrace. "That's love, dearest. Welcome to it.