Quotes About Affection

Ella, mientras dormía, pronunciaba palabras de amor con los dedos de los pies.

Si può cadere vivi nell'inferno per non precipitarvi chi si ama.»

Then he gave her a kiss on the forehead that felt like a baptism and she wept like a baby.

She loved you in the morning because the day was new.

He did not consider if or how or why he loved them. They were just love: they were the first evidence he ever had of love, and they would be the last confirmation of love when everything else fell away.

I wanted to love and to be loved.

The other problem with Brother Ibrhm ad-Din Shukrallah, the biggest problem perhaps, was his great affection for tautology. Though he promised explanation, elucidation, and exposition, linguistically he put one in mind of a dog chasing its own tail: "Now there are many types of warfare . . . I will name a few. Chemical warfare is the warfare where them men kill each other chemically with warfare.

And she had not paid a high price. Only love. Just love. And whatever Corinthians might say, love is not such a hard thing to forfeit, not if you've never really felt it. She did not love Archie, but had made up her mind, from that first moment on the steps, to devote herself to him if he would take her away.

Sometimes it is right to submit to love, and wrong to resist affection. Sometimes it is wrong to resist disease and right to submit to the inevitable. And vice versa. Each novel you read (never mind the novels you write) will give you some theory of which attitude is best to strike at which moment, and —if you experience enough of them— will provide you, at the very least, with a wide repertoire of possible attitudes.

The person that loves the least, controls the relationship

Love is not about how much you say 'I love you,' but about how much you prove that it's true." —Unknown

Remember I Love You Always

If this was cynical, then we must allow that all courtship is cynical.

She exhaled, then gave a small smile, and kissed him. They held each other close. Despite the fact that the fire wasn't lit in this room, leaving it chilled, heat spread through him. Heat he and Ada made together. The world was a cold place, but they could keep each other warm.

But now, she was in Michael's arms. When they kissed, the world fell away, fluttering off like soot-dusted moths. She knew only him, and the heat they created even in the depths of winter.

Any man would be daft not to want you." Her laugh was low and rueful. "Wanting and loving are very different. I know that men can want quite easily.

Ah'll clean 'em, you fry 'em and let's eat,' he said with the assurance of not being refused. They went out into the kitchen and fixed up the hot fish and corn muffins and ate. Then Tea Cake went to the piano without so much as asking and began playing blues and singing, and throwing grins over his shoulder. The sounds lulled Janie to soft slumber and she woke up with Tea Cake combing her hair and scratching the dandruff from her scalp. It made her more comfortable and drowsy.

He ain't kissin' yo' mouf when he carry on over yuh lak dat. He's kissin' yo' foot and 'tain't in uh man tuh kiss foot long. Mouf kissin' is on uh equal and dat's natural but when dey got to bow down tuh love, dey soon straightens up.

The sounds lulled Janie to soft slumber and she woke up with Tea Cake combing her hair

Naw, it's real. Ah couldn't stand it if he wuz tuh quit me. Don't know whut Ah'd do. He kin take most any lil thing and make summertime out of it when times is dull. Then we lives offa dat happiness he made till some mo' happiness come along.

He loved my availability and my willingness to please him.

I still love Abba.

My sons have such a deep access to my heart.

Love isn't just a feeling: it's an action.