Quotes About Affection

They loved with a love that was frayed around the edges but strong at the seams.

She thinks your lady-love will rule you as the moon rules the tides.

And he could glance at her continually as she bent over the fruit, while the level evening sunbeams stole through the thick apple-tree boughs and rested on her round cheek and neck as if they too were in love with her.

My heart aches love for you.

candlelight, moonlight, starlight— the brightest glow is from love light

The winter wind is wailing, sad and low, Across the lake and through the rustling sedge; The splendour of the golden after-glow, Gleams through the blackness of the great yew hedge; And this I read on earth and in the sky— "We ought to be together, you and I."

My hand is lonely for your clasping, dear, My ear is tired, waiting for your call; I want your strength to help, your laugh to cheer, Heart, soul, and senses need you, one and all. I droop without your full frank sympathy— We ought to be together, you and I.

There's nothing like a mama-hug.

A mother's kiss lovingly forgives the past, present, and future.

Mother, the ribbons of your love are woven around my heart.

A family is a patchwork of love.

Love is the thread that binds us.

Those who sleep under a quilt, sleep under a blanket of love.

She smelled Roy before she saw him. She liked to imagine that it was the perfume of his good heart.

That was where friendships were smelted from unrefined ore into pure metal: two girls staying up past their bedtime, painting one another's nails, trying on one another's clothes, wondering about ghosts, confiding secrets, swapping tokens of undying affection, hours of whispering in the darkness.

The important thing is not the object of love, but the emotion itself.

the love of one true man is worth a life's devotion

Talleta muistiisi itse rakkaus äläkä sen menettämistä

My daughter has pointed out that there were not enough lovejobs to go around in this new world. In any event, I probably learned tolerance, maybe even literary affection for the person in the wrong historical moment, living such long, never to be mediate wars with other sufferers.

I had to touch you with my hands, I had to taste you with my tongue; one can't love and do nothing.

Like some wines our love could neither mature nor travel.

I had to touch you with my hands, I had to taste you with my tongue; one can't love and do nothing.

Some people feed you with love.

And I didn't know I loved her till I'd dreamt of her. I didn't know it was the real thing until an illusion had signalled it.