Quotes About Love

He'd wanted only to be inside Ainsley and stay there, where everything was safe and splendid, and her tenderness wrapped him and eased every hurt in his soul.

Take another," Mal said. "And close your eyes." Mary obeyed. Malcolm's breath was warm as he leaned to her. "It rests in its cask in the heart of the Highlands, overlooking the sea. Ye can taste the sea winds, can't ye? The crisp air, the openness of the world." Mary wasn't certain she could taste all that in this drop, but she tasted something. Mellow, strong, like Malcolm would be when he aged.

I need a male who looks at me as if I'm his world and nothing else matters. A male who wants to see me first thing upon wakening and last thing as he closes his eyes at night. A male who needs me as much as his next breath.

You make no sense, my lord. If you don't care about my fortune or whether I love you, why on earth do you wish to marry me?" Ian reached for the curl again as though he couldn't stop himself. "Because I want to bed you.

Zander pulled on his T-shirt, realizing that his chest was dotted with love bites. Rae liked to chew on him. "I

I'll rub your feet." "Mmm." Eleanor wriggled her toes as Hart took her heel in his hand. "Every princess wants this in her Prince Charming. He rides up to the castle, kisses her awake, and rubs her aching feet.

As Mary emerged, he shut the door for her then pulled her into the circle of his arms. He held her, not speaking, his head bowed to her shoulder. They were so fragile, Mary realized, these men. In spite of their physical strength, their bluster, the ear-splitting loudness of their voices, they were vulnerable. Broken if struck the wrong way. They needed someone to love them, to care for them, to keep them whole.

Love is for the middle class," Fellows said. "The poor can't afford it, and neither can the rich.

Is this what love feels like?" he whispered to her. "I don't like it, my Beth. It hurts too much." Beth

My dear Isabella, I will take your suggestion and show you what happens when you play with fire. I will make certain we see each other quite, quite often. And there will be no growing jaded with each other. Because you see, my dear, when I at last take you home again, it will be forever. No regrets, no games, no being 'comfortable.' We will be man and wife, in all ways, and it will be final.

I love you," he said. Beth caught her breath, and sudden tears blurred her vision. "Love you," Ian repeated. His gaze bore into hers harder than Hart's ever could hope to. "Love you, love you, loveyou, loveyou, loveyouloveyouloveyou . . ." "Ian." Beth laughed.

What was it like?" His words were so low she barely caught them. "Explain to me what loving feels like, Beth. I want to understand.

I loved and adored you, but I drained you like a thirsty man at a spring. I loved what you could give me - your admiration, your acceptance, your love, your forgiveness. I forgot to love you for yourself.

We don't fit in, you and me," he said. "We're both oddities no one knows what to do with. But we fit together." He took her hand, pressed her palm to his, then laced their fingers through each other's. "We fit.

Is this what love feels like?" he whispered to her. "I don't like it, my Beth. It hurts too much.

Stay with me." "We're married," she whispered. "Of course I'll stay." "You could decide to leave me." "I won't." "Promise me." "I have promised. I do promise.

Because when I look at you, I forget everything. I lose all track of what I'm saying or doing. I can see only your eyes.

Explain to me what loving feels like, Beth. I want to understand.

My Beth," he whispered, his breath hot on her swollen lips. "Thank you." "For what?" Beth couldn't stop crying, but she smiled, her face aching with it. "Setting me free.

Hart caressed the letters of baby Graham's name. "Mac likes to say, We're Mackenzies. We break what we touch. But this little Mackenzie… he broke me.

Love I want you for my mate because you have eyes the color of smoke. Because you are wicked sexy, because you're fearless and have a smart-ass mouth, and because you kiss like fire. Why wouldn't I want a woman like you around me the rest of my life?

The house swallowed them. Dylan put his hands on Kim's and Liam's shoulders. "The Goddess bless you both." He kissed Kim's forehead. "Thank you Kim." He smiled and walked away. Liam watched him, his heart full. "Is he thanking me for getting pregnant?" Kim asked. "It wasn't difficult, with all the sex we kept having. You did as much as I did.

He pulled her close. "Your being with me makes it stop. It's like the Ming bowls - when I touch them and feel them, everything stops. You are the same. That is why I brought you here, to keep you with me, where you can please make...everything...stop.

One travels long distances not solely for large gatherings, but for something more intangible. I have always gone out on a limb for love. A dangerous, romantic, disappointing way to live.