Quotes About Endearment

you're a handsome idiot," she said affectionately. "And I'll tell you later.

You're my best boy. Whatever happens, you'll always be my best boy.

Love is too weak a word for what I feel - I luuurve you, you know, I loave you, I luff you, two F's, yes.

Oh, Micheal darling!" "Don't call me darling, I'm a driving instructor!

Well, duh. You're cuter than she is." He said it like he might say, Grass is green or, Gravity works. Something warm opened up inside my chest. It was a nice feeling.

I will see you next week, Mum. And if I don't, then I want you to know that you have been the best and most amazing mother in the world and I have been extraordinarily lucky to have you for so long. And that I adore you. And that we all do. And that you could not have been any better than you were. OK?

You sweet…beautiful…lunatic," he heard himself mutter.

You thought I was peculiar," she said in a muffled voice. His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck. She felt that he was smiling. "Darling love… you are.

darling,' said Virginia quietly.

He's so cute, I can't help myself.

Pet names are a persistent remnant of childhood, a reminder that life is not always so serious, so formal, so complicated.

There's always that one person that will always have your heart You never see it coming cause you're blinded from the start Know that you're that one for me, it's clear for everyone to see Ooh baby, you will always be my boo

All the best, Sydney P.S. "The Red Hurricane" is what I named the car. P.P.S. Just because I like you, it doesn't mean I still don't think you're an evil creature of the night. You are.

I love you more than life.

Yes, I adore the fact that girls like me.

A member of my family, who shall remain nameless, refers to all newborns as 'blobs'.

It's like, it's kind of like if you ever had a car and it was a bit of a clunker but you love it, that's my show. It's a bit of a clunker but I know where everything is and I like it.

Because I do love you, and I'd like to spend the rest of my life making you happy." Her

Bychan: little one Cariad: sweetheart, beloved one Annwyl:

I like that much better. I'll call you Dragon.

You are my idea of perfection, Beatrix Heloise.

Do you have information regarding his whereabouts, Mr. Severin?" she asked unsteadily. Tom looked directly at her then, the nonchalant mask temporarily falling away. His intense, searching gaze somehow burned through the numbness of the past twenty-four hours. "No, sweetheart," he said gently, as if there where no one else in the room. The deliberate endearment caused a few breaths to catch audibly, including hers.

I can't be a gentleman," he said hoarsely. "Not even for you." "You don't have to be a gentleman. Only gentle." No one had ever asked him for such a thing. To his despair, he realized it wasn't in him. His hands gripped the edges of the desk until the wood threatened to crack. " Cariad ... there's nothing gentle about how I want you." He was startled by the endearment that had slipped out, one he had never used with anyone.

I love you, A bushel and a peck, A bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck. Hug around a neck and a barrel and a heap, Barrel and a heap and I'm talking in my sleep.