Quotes About Affection

When you love someone, it doesn't really matter if they love you back or not. Having love in your heart for someone is its own reward. or punishment, depending on the circumstances.

Patience--"It's just that you needn't have gone to all the trouble." Matthew--"Trouble? What trouble is that, Patience?" His eyes dropped to her mouth. "Don't you see? You're no trouble to me." He lifted his gaze back to hers. "And even if you were, I would go to the ends of the earth to be troubled by you.

He must care for her and show her affection.

But the love of sisters needs no words. It does not depend on memories, or mementos, or proof. It runs as deep as a heartbeat. It is as ever present a s a pulse.

The sweetness of his longing dives to a tender, bruised place in me.

even though Jack wasn't a romantic man in big showy ways, those little things let me know his feelings more than any high-dollar roses on Valentine's Day ever could have. In Corinthians, Paul says love's not boastful, so I reckon Jack got it right. His love was patient and quiet, and it endured.

There's something magical about that time when your babies are small, when you're the center of their world, the person they love the most.

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I love my dad, although I'm definitely critical of him sometimes, like when his pants are too tight. But I love him so much and I try to be really supportive of him.

I know moments measured by a kiss, or a tear, a pass of the hand along a loved one's face. —Li-Young Lee, from "Always a Rose," Rose (BOA Editions, Ltd., 1986)

I know lips that love me, that return my kisses by leaving on my cheek their salt. And there is one I love, who hid her heart behind a stone. — Li-Young Lee, from section 5 of "Always a Rose," Rose (BOA Editions, LTD, 1986)

Chase rolled his eyes. "You're such an idiot." "Yeah, but I'm your idiot." "Nothing to be too proud of." "For me it is." Alex leaned forward and kissed him. It was a brief press of lips, but hinted at the promise of something much deeper

Her hair is tucked behind her ears, a few stray strands lazily brushing her cheek. I suddenly have the strongest sensation of wanting to reach out and curl them in place behind her ear.

On the way out, I hug Mum, holding her close. 'Thank you,' I whisper. 'For dinner - and for everything.' Mum smiles and strokes my cheek. 'There's nothing to thank me for.

cupids instead. The plates with the remnants of that evening's

Don't take the people you love for granted. Don't ever be scared to love someone with your whole heart. Be transparent.

Love isn't about sparks. It's about not wanting to be without someone...and feeling complete when you're with them.

If the pull of the outside world is strong, there is also a pull towards the human. The cat may disappear on its own errands, but sooner or later, it returns once again for a little while, to greet us with its own type of love.

Indeed, the more we find to love, the more we add to the measure of our hearts.

Women are cats ... and love to scratch even those they're fond of. Sometimes the more they love them the harder they scratch.

Oh! to be loved by a man I respect, To bask in the glow of his perfectly understandable neglect.

But more I cannot wish you Than to wish you find your love Your own true love this day.

I love you, A bushel and a peck, A bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck. Hug around a neck and a barrel and a heap, Barrel and a heap and I'm talking in my sleep.

A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.