Quotes About Affection

Quando nasce un amore non si è mai a corto di argomenti.

Under," he said in a shaky voice, "normal circumstances, I'd certainly be in love with you." "Nobody falls in love under normal circumstances," she said softly, rubbing his finger with her warm thumb. He restrained an impulse to look to see if there was still ink on it. "Love isn't in the category of normal things. Not any worthwhile kind of love, anyway.

Do you believe love is a chemical reaction between two people?" "At first it is. Then, theoretically, it grows into something more. Or dies.

She's drenched and bedraggled, but I've never loved anyone as much as I love her right now. That's how I know I'll have to give her up.

I like you so much," she says between kisses. And I can tell she wants to say love instead of like, not because she really does love me but because she just wants to say it. Of course, she can't, though. Not when I haven't said it first.

Happiness shared in the form of friendships and love is happiness multiplied.

When I have learnt to love God better than my earthly dearest, I shall love my earthly dearest better than I do now.

Kindness to your family costs you almost nothing but affords a wealth of goodwill.

True love doesn't need proof. The eyes told what heart felt.

That's what love does/ It chases the dragons away/ before their claws can sink in.

The theory is simple. Every boy, every man, is really a bit of a golden retriever or a big chocolate Lab. Watch any man's eyes at the bounce of a ball. His head tilts slightly sideways, just a hair, as a primitive focus comes to life.

Their love is eternal because time seems to have fled, embarrassed to be sharing such a small apartment with so much dumb affection.

He remembered that these imaginary conversations always began the same way, with the same phrase, the words he believed lay at the core of what any human being ever wants to hear from another, what affection is in its primary essence, what the bonds of friendship and family mean above all else. So he placed his hand gently on Bemm's shoulder and, softly, slowly, spoke the phrase, over and over again, as if it were a prayer, "I am so glad you are here.

Absolutely, there is a connection between food and love. I always say, when there's love in my heart or I'm feeling particularly good, the food comes out that much better. And so I think Valentine's Day is a special day.

6 Spots on His Mom Darren Has Been Able to Look Straight at When Hugging Her over the Years 1. Her waist 2. Her tummy 3. Her breasts 4. Her shoulders 5. Her nose 6. Her forehead

The cocker had a way of looking up at you, head perked a little to one side, one ear drooping properly forward but the other turned coquettishly back, and with an arch, quizzical expression of countenance which had all the effect of a keen appreciation of the humors of life; and was potent to draw out affection in everyone save those unfortunates condemned by an inscrutable fate to indifference toward man's best friend among brute kind. - Richard Burton, Three of a Kind

Creo -dijo Ana jugando con un guante- que si hay tantas opiniones como cabezas, también hay tantas maneras de amar como corazones

Maar plotseling begon mijn hart sneller te slaan, mijn hand beefde en drukte de zijne; ik werd warm en met mijn ogen zocht ik in het halfduister zijn blik en plotseling voelde ik, dat ik niet bang voor hem was, maar dat deze angst liefde was, een nieuwe liefde, groter en inniger dan vroeger.

Non pas aimée parce que belle, mais belle parce qu'aimée.

Harlow's paper "The nature of love" turned all this on its head. With his refusal to see love and affection as simply a "secondary drive," it became one of the most celebrated scientific papers ever written.

The behaviorist view was that babies—monkey or human—loved their mothers for the milk that they provided, since this satisfied a primary need. But what Harlow had seen with the cloth pads made him wonder whether babies might love their mothers not for their milk only, but because they provided warmth and affection. Perhaps

The study showed that even when the wire mother was the one lactating, the monkeys vastly preferred to be with and have physical contact with the soft-cloth mother.

Psychologists, at least psychologists who write textbooks, not only show no interest in the origin and development of love or affection, but they seem to be unaware of its very existence.

I'm a romantic.