Quotes About Affection

Her head was on my shoulder and her breathing was so deep and regular that I thought her to be asleep. I was almost asleep myself when her warm hand slid up my leg and lightly cupped me. I was startled even as I began to stir and stiffen. Siri whispered an answer to my unasked question. "No, Merin, one is never really too old. At least not too old to want the warmth and closeness. You decide, my love. I will be content either way." I

So certainly does interest banish all matters of affection, and so naturally do men give up honour and justice, humanity, and even Christianity, to secure themselves.

El afecto actúa como antídoto del miedo. «Si me demuestras un afecto genuino –señaló el Dalai Lama–, entonces y automáticamente siento que esa persona está siendo muy amable conmigo, y por eso confío en ella. Si no tienes miedo, te relajas, te sientes seguro».

El Dalai Lama compartió un dato del que se enteró hace tiempo: si a los recién nacidos se les sostiene regularmente con afecto, sus cerebros se desarrollan mejor que en aquellos que se desatienden, y que apenas se les toca, por no hablar de sostenerlos.51 Los bebés separados de sus padres muestran timidez e impotencia, y los monos separados de bebés de sus madres crecen estando más tensos y siendo más agresivos.52

A forma como nos vemos na hierarquia social parece determinar o grau de atenção que damos: mais vigilantes quando nos sentimos subordinados, menos quando nos sentimos superiores. Em suma, quanto mais nos preocupamos com alguém, mais atenção lhe prestamos – e quanto mais atenção lhe prestamos, mais nos preocupamos. A atenção entrelaça-se com o amor.

Missing feels like a sad spot in my heart...Missing means I love her.

I can see it, Ed, I leaned deeper into you, felt you nodding along with the sounds in the room, and your warmth signaled through to me from under your shirt, lovely strong, safe and right.

I want you to love me in particular.

I love you so soundly and I will do anything to drag you forward.

Another gift, another secret, another time to lean in and kiss me.

No, when you love someone you spend hours and hours with them, and even the mightiest forces in the netherworld could not say whether the hours you spend increase your love or if you simply spend more hours with someone as your love increases.

This is love, and the trouble with it: it can make you embarrassed. Love is really liking someone a whole lot and not wanting to screw that up. Everybody's chewed this over. This unites us, this part of love.

I'd ruin any day, all my days, for those long nights with you, and I did.

So she loved him. She just did, immediately and again, often and clearly, naturally and soundly and obviously and many others.

If there were any seeds of doubt in my mind as to whether I really loved Adam or just some image of Adam, they were all killed by the frost that was tonight's dinner party. No, wait, that sounds like it was some cold, deadly evening. I mean the opposite. I guess I mean that if the flower of my love for Adam wass being stunted by any feelings of doubt, then tonight fully fertilized my seed and allowed it to grow. That works if you don't think about the face that fertilizer is made if shit.

Love is really liking someone a whole lot and not wanting to screw that up.

I guess I already loved you then. Doomed like a wineglass knowing it'll get dropped someday, shoes that'll be scuffed in no time, the new shirt you'll soon enough muck up filthy.

Familiarity breeds liking.

Intelligence is one of the greatest human gifts. But all too often a search for knowledge drives out the search for love... Intelligence without the ability to give and receive affection leads to mental and moral breakdown, to neurosis, and possibly even psychosis.

I've learned that intelligence alone doesn't mean a damned thing. Here in your university, intelligence, education, knowledge, have all become great idols. But I know now there's one thing you've all overlooked: intelligence and education that hasn't been tempered by human affection isn't worth a damn.

intelligence and education that hasn't been tempered by human affection isn't worth a damn.

There is no question about it now. I'm in love.

Intelligence without the ability to give and receive affection leads to mental and moral breakdown, to neurosis, and possibly even psychosis. And I say that the mind absorbed in and involved in itself as a self-centered end, to the exclusion of human relationships, can only lead to violence and pain. "When I was retarded I had lots of

But I've learned that intelligence alone doesn't mean a damned thing. Here in your university, intelligence, education, knowledge, have all become great idols. But I know now there's one thing you've all overlooked: intelligence and education that hasn't been tempered by human affection isn't worth a damn.