Quotes About Affection

And I didn't even try to fight the smile returning to my face, as I realized in that moment that I would eat a million pepperoni pizzas for that girl. And she knew. Damn it.

Cuando lo encuentre, se lo va a comer a besos, o acaso no es propio de los amantes devorarse mutuamente.

Te sobra el nombre cuando no tienes quien te llame con afecto.

She's still small and I still want to put her in my pocket. -Seven Chillman, classmate

I was a cat person, too. At least, I thought I was. But I couldn't help wondering if it was possible for an independent, curious cat person to be having a please-love-me, don't-leave-me, desperate, doggy kind of day

He shook his head and gave this laugh, a good laugh, and just looked at me. "You always this happy?" "No," I said, laughing. "It's you. Every time I see you, I just...I don't know. You make me smile.

From we to three. Oh, my dear, I love you so.

face. She gently

To be happy with a man you must understand him a lot and love him a little. To be happy with a woman you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.

The world, I sometimes think, is filled with someone liking someone who likes someone else who likes someone else.

A first kiss, I think, should be important, special. It should be with the person you want to kiss more than anybody in the world.

But we're not sleeping," he points out. "well, I would be," I say, "if you would let me off the phone." Which is obviously a lie. "Fine," he says. "Fine," I say. "Wait!" "What now?!" "Court?" I don't say anything. "Are you there?" "Yes, I'm here," I say, "What is it?" "I love you." And then he hangs up the phone.

Mick, I love your tiger. Which isn't a euphemism for your penis. Though I really like that too.

I don't have poetry like you do. I only know that I love how my sheets smell after you've been in my bed.

My mum and dad are my parents. I don't even like saying 'biological parents.'" Luca's hands reach up so he can lace his fingers through mine. "Oh, carina ," he says consolingly against my hair. I'm so glad I washed it this morning.

All I'm saying is that if you love someone, you should be willing to show it.

It wasn't that he didn't love me, because I knew he did. As for me, I loved him so much it hurt.

He leaned in and kissed her, because now that he knew he could, he planned on kissing her every chance he got.

I'm in loooove with this boy, and when you in love with someone, you don't give up on 'em, mo matter what.

hi, puppy." she's not a puppy. She's a girl," Nancy's mother says. Nancy pats me and says, "Good puppy. Nice puppy." When he mother bends down to pull her away, she wraps both arms around my legs and wails. "No! My puppy!

If you love someone, you should be willing to show it. This is our one shot at life.

I'm going to kiss you now," I warned him, since I knew how he felt about being mushy in public.

I often get a particular wrinkled-nose look from Mom: mild revulsion mixed with fondness, as if she can't quite believe she made me, this large, sometimes stinky, always untidy boy who double dips and chugs orange juice out of the carton even though she begs me not to.

That's why I love that kid. I can get a proper roasting from him and still be good friends.