Quotes About Adoration

My ex-girlfriend Lisa once said that every woman wants the same thing in a relationship: to be adored.

Romance is thinking about your significant other, when you are supposed to be thinking about something else.

You should be kissed everyday, every hour, every minute.

I love you more than there are fishes in the sea and higher than the moon

What was she like? I tell the truth. She was my dream. She made me who I am, and holding her in my arms was more natural to me than my own heartbeat. I think about her all the time. Even now, when I'm sitting here, I think about her. There could never be another.

Everything a baby does strikes a parent as the most magical thing he/she has ever seen.

When the lump in his throat subsided, he whispered to her, You are the answer to every prayer I've offered. You are a song, a dream, a whisper, and I don't know how I could have lived without you for as long as I have. I love you, Allie, more than you can ever imagine. I always have, and I always will.

I love you, Allie. I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I've ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, every day we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours. And, my darling, you will always be mine.

If he weren't so damn cute, none of this would have happened.

I'm not saying it because I'm sweet. I'm saying it because I love you now and I always have. More than you can imagine.

I love you, you know.

I was in love, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I ever imagined it to be.

I have four boys and one girl. My daughter is my only little girl and I just love her to death. I can't even fix my mouth to tell her 'no' for anything.

Ah, dearer than my soul. Dearer than light, or life, or fame.

When I was younger I thought that if you were famous and successful, it would mean that you just felt happy all the time. That you would become, like, this mystical creature that people just adored. And so you would adore yourself.

I have a cat named Dandelion.

She looked at him with an expression far too close to reverence. Bordering on real adoration. Real. He didn't get real. He didn't even deserve it.

Never think for one moment that you are not my choice. That you are not in my heart. I cannot see anything or anyone but you.

Just once, even if it wasn't real she wanted to feel as if a man saw only her. No one else. For those moments, she was his world. His canvas. He saw beauty in her.

He lifted his head, his gaze moving over her face. "I love looking at you," he admitted. "Every single tiny detail of your face and body is etched into my brain for all time. I want to wake up every morning looking at you and go to sleep at night with you right beside me. When I die, Cayenne, I want you holding me and looking at me, right in my eyes, so I take that last sight of you with me.

Do you have any idea how much I love you?" he asked softly. Her long lashes fluttered, lifted, so that her violet eyes locked with his. A slow, fascinating smile curved her mouth. "Maybe, just a little.

I told you I loved you because I do. Absolutely I do. Every minute I spend in your company, I find I love you more." A slow smile curved his mouth and he lay back against the pillows. "I knew you'd fall for me, woman. It's the way I wash dishes, isn't it?

People must really adore dogs to fondle their warm bowel movements every day.

He loved his wife and his kids right up to the moment it threatened his ability to have a good time, to be adored.