Quotes About Affection

The ghosts, as we call them – and as I shall call them in my letters from now on... It seems to me that the world is full of women whose men don't satisfy their need for affection, eroticism, understanding etc... I haven't made the final decision, but I'm convinced that the happiest and most genuine course for me would be to go over to the ghost side.

Isn't it a nice thing to know that someone's longing for you and waiting and waiting to see you again? (Little Creep to Snufkin)

It's funny about love', Sophia said. 'The more you love someone, the less he likes you back.' 'That's very true,' Grandmother observed. 'And so what do you do?' 'You go on loving,' said Sophia threateningly. 'You love harder and harder.

Let them love and be loved back, like I have been

The flies were in love with me: they loved me like I was a piece of donkey shit.

No. It's really just one. It's the love we share. The love i hold for you-the love you hold for me." He smiled and cupped her chin with his warm fingers. "And the love we have in God.

She reached up to push back his thick brown hair and smiled. "I've wanted to do that for a very long time." "I won't tell you what I've wanted to do," he said with a grin. Her eyes widened. "Why, Mr. Barnett, I thought you to be a gentleman." His expression turned mischievous. "I am—that's why I'm not telling you.

have no idea what it's about." She squeezed his hand

A tender smile softened his face. "That would be Esme. She's nine and a delight. I haven't seen much of her these past few years, but she writes me letters. Sends me drawings as well. I have a likeliness of every cat, hound, and horse she's ever met, and considering the menagerie she keeps in the country at Clybourne, that's a great many indeed.

Somehow, without her awareness, she'd obviously sought him out during the night, curling around him like a vine while she'd slumbered. Mortified, she tried to pull away. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't realize... that is, I didn't mean to... to..." "Sleep on me?" he drawled, his words slow and husky. Opening her mouth, she tried to speak, but nothing came out. She nodded instead. "Don't worry." He smiled. "You make a very nice blanket.

Without warning, a powerful masculine arm, one that could only belong to Northcote, snaked around her waist and pulled her near. "Every pardon, my dear. I fear I have been neglecting you. I hope you will forgive me." Leaning down, he brushed a kiss against her cheek; it burned like fire.

He set a finger beneath her chin and gently forced her head up so she was looking in his eyes. "Good night, my little Esme. I look forward to continuing this tomorrow. Rest well. You'll need it for everything I have planned.

Have you missed me too?" She met his gaze, her eyes intensely blue. "If I have, you will find I am not nearly as demonstrative with my affection as Burr.

Can we go in to supper now?" she asked. "I'm starved. I hope they serve something other than lobster patties and caviar." He linked their arms again and started toward the dining room. "Never fear, my dear. I won't let you starve. I shall go to the kitchens myself if need be and raid the larder for bread and cheese." She laughed and leaned against him. "My hero.

I did not mind the cold so much when he was there.

I know what it feels like to miss everything about him--the way he smells, the way his mouth curls up when he laughs, his voice.

Sorry it took me so long, Katie-Cat," said her father.

Her whole life she always pictured falling in love being full of nervous emotion, peaks of romance, and the excitement of wondering if he loved her as much as she loved him. But maybe love was simpler. Maybe true love was finding someone you could talk to with ease, whose heart cared for the same things, and whose dreams could meld with your own.

Thorn gripped her claws tighter. "Sunny. You're my daughter.

I have a cockatoo," Willow was saying to Cricket. "Her name is Talkatoo and she's the smartest bird in the world SUNDEW STOP LAUGHING AT ME." She shoved Sundew's shoulder affectionately. "I was only a little older than

and I never got to tell Sunny I love her.

Moon took up so much of his headspace. He caught himself watching her the way he used to watch Cobra, hoping for a glance that would hint she might love him back. He wanted to bring her new scrolls that would make her face light up. He wanted to make her soup when her visions gave her headaches and sing her silly songs to help her stop worrying. He wanted to fly beside her while she saved the world.

Turtle and Kinkajou, flying in the sky, Getting all K-I-S-S-Y —

you're a handsome idiot," she said affectionately. "And I'll tell you later.