Quotes About Devotion

You are of me, Loreda, in a way that can never be broken. Not by words or anger or actions or time. I love you.

The more extreme and the more expressed that passion is, the more unbearable does life seem without it. It reminds us that if passion dies or is denied, we are partly dead and that soon, come what may, we will be wholly so.   —

I think maybe 'in love' has the shelf life of whipping cream. No matter how you handle it, it goes sour. But if you're lucky, you get past 'in love' and end up just loving someone.

I don't know how romantic I am, but I only know one way to love...All the way. When I love, I risk my heart. All or nothing.

People think love is an act of faith," her mother said. "Sometimes it's an act of will.

I kept an image of you in my mind through all of it.

I love you. And if I have to let you go to make you happy, I'll do it.

Once, she had taken love for granted. Never again. Love was the sun and the moon and the stars in a world that was otherwise cold and dark.

When Mom drew back, her eyes were bright and she was smiling. "You are of me, Loreda, in a way that can never be broken. Not by words or anger or actions or time. I love you. I will always love you.

When I care about someone, I hang on with a desperation that borders on mental illness.

Claire knew she loved her daughter too much; it was dangerous to need another human being so desperately, but Claire had never known any other way to love.

Her love for him was the clearest, cleanest, strongest emotion she'd ever felt. It was like opening your eyes or growing up, realizing that you had it in you to love like this. Forever. For all time. Or for all the time you had.

Falling in love with you was the best thing I ever did.

Love doesn't fade or die

I think you stand by the people you love. That was what he'd said, and it was what she would do.

Love. It was the beginning and end of everything, the foundation and the ceiling and the air in between. It didn't matter that she was broken and ugly and sick. He loved her and she loved him

It was the truest fact of her world. She loved everything about this man, his smile, the way he mumbled in his sleep and laughed after a sneeze and sang opera in the shower. She

what it felt like to curl up in bed against the same body every night for thirty years, to wake to the same loving face. He wanted to ask if love was a safe harbor or a stormy sea.

When I held my babies and looked into their murky eyes, I found my life's work. My passion. My purpose. It may not be trendy, but I was born to be a mother, and I loved every single second of it.

I love you...It feels like I've loved you forever. I never knew it could be this way...that love could catch you when you fell.

If love is a disease, I suppose I'm infected

Love doesn't fade or die, baby girl. People tell you it does, but it doesn't. If you love him now, you'll love him in ten years and in forty. Differently, maybe, a faded version, but he's part of you now. And you are part of him.

You know what I love most about you, Leni Allbright?" "What?" "Everything.

Like lovers." *