Quotes About Affection

I knew, you would do me good, in some way, at some time;- I saw it in your eyes when I first beheld you: their expression and smile did not- (again he stopped)- did not (he proceeded hastily) strike delight to my very inmost heart so for nothing.

You can't write any form of fiction unless you enjoy reading it. You must be sincere in your approach. It's no good despising the form. So many people think they could earn some money from writing something for which they have no affection. It won't work. The first thing you have to have is belief.

Jane," he whispered as the streaks of dawn broke through their bedroom window. "Once more. In the daylight, so I can see you with the sun upon your skin." And she rolled over, smiled, and held open her arms to him, welcoming him home at last.

Clasping her to him, he hugged her for a long while and she felt his guilt and fear subside. "Do you want to see something very special—something magical?" Giggling she whispered, "You already showed me that this morning." He swatted her bottom. "Minx! Not that!

She followed the melting flakes, revelling in the thickness, the softness of his hair, which he wore long. She had loved to run her fingers through it before. Tug at it in mounting pleasure. Snuggle into it in the shared intimacy of their loving.

I love your taste, my shundori," he murmured, and she felt his body tense beneath her. "I can't get enough of it. I can't get enough of you.

Affection! Her father's thick mutton chops twitched in irritation. Good God child, are we back to that? Those fairy tale thoughts were amusing when you were twelve, now they are downright mortifying. Marriage is an institution-- Rather like one of those asylums for lunatics, she mumbled, unable to help herself.

I want this music and this dawn and the warmth of your cheek against mine. —R

She did not love You like the rest.

And there was you - your fair self, always delicately dressed, with white firm fingers sure of touch in delicate true work. I loved you then.

It is not true, always, my dear,' said he, 'that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach; at least it's not the only way.

If I could reach the stars I'd give 'em all to you Then you'd love me, love me Like you used to do

He smiled at May and tilted his head ever so slightly, and he said the only thing she wanted to hear in the whole world: "The princess has asked to see you.

The man has not been created who is disinterested in kissing.

I could fall in love with this woman.

Even if it was not a love match for either of them.

When we marry, I should like for you to wear that yellow dress. But only for me. I shouldn't like any other man gawking at your . . . well, surely you know of what jiggly bits I refer to." "Only you," she murmured.

Somos amigos." "¿Amigos?" Gabriel rió sin ganas. "Claro que somos amigos, pero cualquiera que tenga dos dedos de frente se daría cuenta de que me he enamorado de ti..

Then her affection was in the soft sofa cushions, clean linens, and good meals; her memory in well-stocked storeroom cabinets and the pantry; her intelligence in the order and healthfulness of her home; her good humor in its light and air. She lived her life not only through her own body but through the house as an extension of her body; part of her relation to those she loved was embodied in the physical medium of the home she made.

To love and be loved. That is the meaning of life.

And now it was official: I loved REI more than I loved the people behind Snapple lemonade.

She loved us more than all the named things in the world.

I've given you everything", she insisted again and again in her last days. "Yes, " I agreed. She had, it was true. She did. She did. She did. She's come at us with maximum maternal velocity. She hadn't held back a thing, not a single lick of her love.

Be brave. Be authentic. Practice saying the word "love" to the people you love so when it matters the most to say it, you will.