Quotes About Affection

You're beautiful," he said. "When was the last time I told you that you are beautiful?" "About two hours ago." "Two hours! How thoughtless of me!" "Don't let it happen again." He

What a family," he said softly.

Mary kissed her gentlewomen, who burst into uncontrolled fits of sobbing.

Mary had done her duty in marrying Francis and had showered him with signs of affection. But she had never loved him.

Our joy now and forever is inextricably tied to our capacity to love.

The desire to never leave your side, the desire to never see you again. The desire to see your face asleep on the pillow beside my face and to see your eyes open in the morning when I lie next to you—just watching you, waiting for you to wake up.

The history of a city was like the history of a family—there is closeness and even affection, but death eventually separates everyone from each other. It is only the vividness of memory that keeps the dead alive forever; a writer's job is to imagine everything so personally that the fiction is as vivid as our personal memories.

She felt detached from her family, and thought it strange how they had lavished so much attention on her, as a child, and then at some appointed, prearranged time they seemed to stop the flow of affection and being the expectations - as if, for a brief phrase, you were expected to absorb love (and get enough), and then, for a much longer and more serious phase, you were expected to fulfill certain obligations.

An affection that was calculated was never trustworthy.

there's a limit to enduring admiration being a substitute for love.

Once again, Jack reached for her hand. It was the only thing he knew how to do. As it would turn out, it was about the only thing he reall knew.

He might have told Homer, then, that he loved him very much and that he needed something very active to occupy himself at this moment of Homer's departure.

There was something about the Midwest in her that Wallingford loved.

the history of a city was like the history of a family—there is closeness, and even affection, but death eventually separates everyone from each other. It is only the vividness of memory that keeps the dead alive forever;

When my mother felt my father take her hand into his—they were not clapping—she did not resist him; she gave back equal pressure, both of them never taking their eyes from the bulky bear performing below them, and my mother thought: I am nineteen and my life is just beginning.

Whom do I know who's alive whom I love? Good question—one that can bring you back to life. These days, I love Dan Needham and the Rev. Katherine Keeling; I know I love them because I worry about them—Dan should lose some weight, Katherine should gain some! What I

Non vi sono scuse per la crudeltà, ma - in un orfanotrofio - forse si è obbligati a negare amore; se non riesce a negare amore, a trattenerti dall'amare, creerai un orfanotrofio che nessun orfano lascerà volentieri. Creerai un Homer Wells: cioè un vero orfano, dato che la sua casa sarà sempre a St. Clouds.

Homer Wells cried because he'd never known how nice a father's kisses could be, and he cried because he doubted that Wilbur Larch would ever do it again-or would have done it, if he'd thought Homer was awake.

I remember when you kissed me, he wrote to Dr. Larch. I wasn't really asleep. Yes, thought Dr. Larch, I remember that, too. He rested in the dispensary. Why didn't I kiss him more-why not all the time?

Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.

I bade good morrow, And thought to leave her far away behind; But cheerly, cheerly, She loves me dearly; She is so constant to me, and so kind. - To Sorrow

I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my Fancy was afraid of it, lest it should burn me up. But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures.

I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.

And how they kist each other's tremulous eyes.