Quotes About Affection

Mi amor por ti no es sólo asunto mío, sino también tuyo. Mi amor dice algo de ti que quizá tú mismo no conozcas.

I am dying!" he cried. "Kiss me, my love. Kiss me, and mayhap your love will keep me tethered to this mortal coil.

You're the only treasure I'll ever need.

I'm so in love, every time I look at you my soul gets dizzy.

Everything has a foundation, and the foundation of Isl?m is our affection for the household of our Prophet.

The basis of religion is our affection for the household of the holy Prophet.

Amor no dura lo que un beso.

Necesito una realidad, una vigencia, a ti, presente, cercana, para decir te quiero. Mi corazón se nutre de mis ojos, de mis manos, de todo lo que miro y toco. La ausencia es un engaño

Guarda tus ojos; ámame; guarda tu corazón; entiérrame en él

Te quiero, sí, te quiero: pero a medida de que te quiero se me van haciendo innecesarias las palabras.

Ay, amor mío, no estoy triste, no, pero te quiero. Es un modo distinto de sufrir.

Tú sabes cómo te digo que te quiero cuando digo: "qué calor hace", "dame agua", "¿sabes manejar?", "se hizo de noche"...Entre las gentes, a un lado de tus gentes y las mías, te he dicho "ya es tarde", y tú sabías que decía "te quiero".

Mi corazón desde hace días quiere hincarse bajo alguna caricia, una palabra.

Amor, todos los días. Aquí a mi lado, junto a mí, haces falta.

Te besaría lentamente, apenas rozándote mis labios, y te diría cualquier cosa en voz baja, y me quedaría dormido a tu lado.

The lips on my upper right bicep are my girlfriend's lips. She has the most amazing lips, and I wanted to carry them around with me everywhere I go, considering I can't carry her lips physically with me. So I decided to place them in a discreet location, such as the inside part of my bicep.

Torque was the greatest thing in the world, as far as Lina was concerned.

this is how you smile to someone you don't like too much; this is how you smile to someone you don't like at all; this is how you smile to someone you like completely;

She smelled sometimes of lemons, sometimes of sage, sometimes of roses, sometimes of bay leaf. At times I would no longer hear what it was she was saying; I just liked to look at her mouth as it opened and closed over words, or as she laughed. How terrible it must be for all the people who had no one to love them so and no one whom they loved so, I thought.

I wish I could love someone so much that I would die from it.

I wish that I could love someone so much that I would die from it.

Love him and let him love you. Do you think anything else under heaven really matters?

her mother came toward her stooping with her arms stretched out and Catherine ran to her as fast as she could run, and plunged her head into her, and cried as if she were made only of tears...

he was warmed by the simplicity with which she got up for him, thoroughly awake.