Quotes About Affection

Love, she knew—where once she hadn't believed—could be quiet and sweet, and still hold the world.

Two years married, she thought, and he could still make her heart hum.

You're not just the center of my world, Eve. He kissed her brow, her temples, her lips. You're the whole of it.

I said, you're the beat of my heart, the breath in my body, the light in my soul.

No, it's personal. I said to him I'd never seen joy for me or pride in me shine in my mother's eyes. But that's not altogether true, because I've seen it in yours

Some things last, she thought. Some ordinary things. Like love.

I love Feeney." Peabody blinked damp eyes. "I totally do.

Aku mencintaimu. Untuk semua waktu ketika aku lupa mengatakannya. - Eve Dallas

Here's love, she said, to hold until next we meet and I give you more.

Do you know what else I think, Eve?' 'I don't have a clue.' 'I think I'm in love with you.

I like your style, Lieutenant Dallas. I like it a lot. And by the way, I don't think I'm in love with you anymore. I know I am.

out both her hands, so when he crossed to the table

He stroked the cat's neck and sent him into ecstasy.

She snuck in another stroke. "Was it a just-because? I love just-because presents the best. Last month McNab gave me the cutest pair of earrings—like chains of hearts—just because. You know a guy's stuck on you if he springs for just-because jewelry of any kind.

It took time, at least in her experience, to grow accustomed to carrying love.

It remained an amazement, her personal miracle, that he loved her.

Roger] "Do you know how amazingly beautiful you are to me?" "As beautiful as you are to me." She slid her gaze down then back up with one of those secret smiles that played havoc with a man's mind. He shook his head. "Nah, I couldn't be, because you'd be insane with your need to just watch me. You'd ache every moment to just touch me. Your nights would be consumed with dreams of me and you'd live every moment just to love me.

Affection may not be love, but it is at least its cousin.

Is this love - this easy generosity, this sense of being understood at last, of not having to pretend?

Can he find it in his heart to love this plain, ordinary woman? Can he love her enough to write a music for her? If he cannot, what is left for him?

One must love what is nearest, one must love what is to hand, as a dog loves.

Inés quiere ser buena conmigo; quiere ser mi madre, pero en realidad no puede, ¿no es cierto? –Desde luego que puede. Se dedica a ti como solo una madre puede hacerlo. –Ella me gusta aunque no pueda ser mi madre. Y también me gustas tú, Simón. Me gustan los dos.

I didn't mean to make you cry- Oh, God...Zsadist, I love you. His eyes flared so wide, his brows nearly hit his hairline. What...? I love you. Say that again. I love you. Again...please, he whispered. I need to hear it...again. I love you... His response was to start praying to the Scribe Virgin in the Old Language. -Lover Awakened

I would hold you up. I will ever hold you up and hold you dear, lover mine.