Quotes About Embrace

We love the ones we love for what they are." because they somehow complete us.

Hey!!! It's time to put an end to this. It's time for you to let yourself be loved.

This is now, Live it, Feel it, and leave no path Untaken.

It's a funny thing about life, "I am okay with the imperfection of my own self. I am okay with all that I feel, and I am okay because I fall in love with myself little bit more everyday.

I am not perfect, but I love and accept myself as I am." So just love me the way I am!

I am not perfect, I love and accept myself as I am." So just love me the way I am!

Accept yourself exactly as you are. Because everything is in perfect order whether you believe it or not.

When you fall hopelessly in love with the one you take into your arms, no words exist.

The strength of a man isn't seen in the power of his arms. It's seen in the love with which he Holds you.

I see something more in every tear you have ever cried. Because I was there to see it all.

If you cannot get rid of the skeleton in the closet- you may as well take it out and make it dance.

It's the ride of life, living and loving every moment like we have none to spare.

Your life its ending one moment at a time." Remember. This is now, Live it, Feel it, and leave no path Untaken.

Touch me. Soft eyes. Soft soft soft hand. I am lonely here. O, touch me soon, now. What is that word known to all men? I am quiet here alone. Sad too. Touch, touch me.

I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.

If we were all suddenly somebody else.

Michael Robartes remembers forgotten beauty and, when his arms wrap her round, he presses in his arms the loveliness which has long faded from the world. Not this. Not at all. I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.

A warm human plumpness settled down on his brain. His brain yielded. Perfume of embraces all him assailed. With hungered flesh obscurely, he mutely craved to adore.

Unseen, one summer eve, you kissed me in four places.

APRIL 16. Away! Away! The spell of arms and voices: the white arms of roads, their promise of close embraces and the black arms of tall ships that stand against the moon, their tale of distant nations. They are held out to say: We are alone—come. And the voices say with them: We are your kinsmen. And the air is thick with their company as they call to me, their kinsman, making ready to go, shaking the wings of their exultant and terrible youth.

we wail, batten, sport, clip, clasp, sunder, dwindle, die:

She passed into his soul forever.

Envoy: Love me, love my umbrella.

perfume of embraces all him assailed with hungered flesh obscurely he mutely craved to adore