Quotes About Affection

For little girls, their first love should always be their dad, but that isn't always the case.

Sentía tal admiración por ella que era hasta incapaz de expresarlo en palabras.

he'd been watching her always, he was probably watching her now.

Esa chica fue tu primer amor, y hagas lo que hagas, siempre estará presente en tu corazón.

Boys, if you like her, if she makes you happy, and if you fell like you know her, don't let her go.

Supongo que todavía anhelo la clase de amor que compartimos aquel verano.

The heart wants what it wants.

?ây là con ng??i th?t c?a anh, là nh?ng gì anh thích. Trong s? t?t c? nh?ng ng??i anh quen, em là ng??i anh mu?n ???c cùng chia s? nh?ng kho?nh kh?c vui v? này.

You're very handsome this evening. Did I buy you that shirt?" "Thank you," Colin said. "And yes, you did." "And that's a good thing, don't you agree? If I wasn't around, you'd probably be wearing one of those awful T-shirts with slogans on them." "I like those shirts." She patted his arm. "I know you do, bless your heart.

Love, it turns out, is as undemocratic as money, so it accumulates around people who have plenty of it already: the sane, the healthy, the lovable.

What really matters is what you like, not what you are like

There were about seventy-nine squillion people in the world, and if you were very lucky, you would end up being loved by fifteen or twenty of them.

Someone like my mum would say, Oh, you're just a kid, you don't know what love is.But I didn't think of anything else apart from being with Alicia, and the only time I felt like I was where I wanted to be was when I was with her. I mean, that may as well be love, mightn't it?

And she liked me. She liked me . She liked me. She liked me. Or at least, I think she did. I think she did. Etc.

There were about seventy-nine squillion people in the world, and if you were very lucky, you would end up being loved by fifteen or twenty of them. So

By now I felt guilty about what I had got my father into. He had developed no real affection for the club, and would rather, I think, have taken me to any other First Division ground. I was acutely aware of this, and so a new source of discomfort emerged: as Arsenal huffed and puffed their way towards 1-0 wins and nil-nil draws I wriggled with embarrassment, waiting for Dad to articulate his dissatisfaction.

Love should have no alternatives; love should be the sole reason for loving; love should spring of itself.

an English girl might well believe that time is how you spend your love.

time is how you spend your love ...

Time is how you spend your love. From his poem The Last Saturday In Ulster

I am here to love you, to hold you in my arms, to protect you. I am here to learn from you and to receive your love in return. I am here because there is no other place to be.

because even more than wanting to hold her or kiss her, he simply ached to see her again. To spend time with her. To talk to her. He wanted to watch her roll her eyes when he said something ridiculous, he wanted to feel her hand on his arms like the day before. he wanted to watch her nervously tuck strands of hair behind her ear,and listen as she told him about her childhood. he wanted to ask her about her dreams and hopes for the future, to know her secrets.

I believe it is love, but how does one tell?" Her friend's gaze grew thoughtful. "The signs are usually recognizable. When you love a man, he becomes the center of your world. You yearn to be with him, and when you are not, he is constantly on your mind. He brightens your day. His simplest touch sparks passion in you... a tender look fires a warmth in your heart. Life feels empty without him.

In her own uniquely spirited way, she had pierced his armor and burrowed unerringly into his heart