Quotes About Affection

Does your pet love you? Of course your pet loves you. (Qualifier: your pet can love you if it's a mammal or one of a few clades of birds, like a parrot. If your pet is a gecko or a python or a goldfish, your pet is probably incapable of love.) Love develops for every evolutionary pairing that requires devotion. We love our pets, and our pets love us. Dogs, in particular, are love generators who hang out with you and help you know that you're not alone. Dog is love, unmoored.

Mrs. McCauley, my dearest Reb, I do love you! This Yank has surrendered most willingly to the South.

He told me that home was where the heart was. And it's very true. Don't you see, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter where we are at all. In your arms, I'm home.

If he can't kiss you like that, sweetheart, don't marry him.

Miss Mackay, you are an outrageous little flirt, and I pity the poor young lad who falls for you next!

He caught her arm. "I'm sorry," he whispered. His blue eyes were intent upon hers. "For I will love you the rest of my life.

I think that love is like candy." "I don't like candy either," I say. He smiles at me and shakes his head. "I think anyone who says they don't like candy just hasn't found the right flavor.

All the objects you gifted me cannot replace your love.

As the dark sets in deep within my spark of heart favours yours.

Even an angel stolen from heaven could not replace my love for you.

Every word you speak is a love that reverberates my soul.

Love is spoken from the heart, the heart is spoken out of love, but I love you still and always will.

Love is the fascination in every movement their love makes.

My love grows stronger for you because my love grows stronger with you

There are few things love does not understand, how to love you is not one of them.

Time will never part because you are in my heart.

You are my interest, you are my eyes, everything I say is for you, everything I see is through you.

You are the comfort blanket of my eye when I hold you you are no longer afraid to die.

When she said sweet things in my ear, it would slide right down into my heart

And as we round the bend toward Ivy Cottage, he tugs my braid just the way he always has ever since I was six, and then he reaches down and takes my hand. Maybe sometimes dreams really do come true.

I stand there for a moment, resting my head on his chest and breathing him in. I wish I were bold enough to kiss him in public.

He that is jealous is not in love. —St. Augustine

Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart. —Winnie-the-Pooh

Reader, nothing is sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name. —Kate DiCamillo, The Tale of Despereaux