Quotes About Love

Happiness isn't a gift you can give. It's a task you work on together.

myself in love with her,' he repeated

Swooning solves nothing.

The food of love isn't music. It's grilled cheese and tomato sandwiches.

And so he found himself always in search of the perfect love, always unable to find it or sustain it, and predisposed to reenact his mother's bewildering abandonment of him.

There's a look that two people share when it is inevitable that they're becoming lovers; that they've become lovers, in spirit if not yet in deed. The look is the bond that sex confirms.

She flushed a becoming pink during the ceremony; her green eyes moistened and shimmered like the calm and prosperous ocean.

My brother Toby , quoth she, is going to be married to Mrs. Wadman . —Then he will never, quoth my father, be able to lie diagonally in his bed again as long as he lives.

It had ever, as I told the reader, been one of the singular blessings of my life, to be almost every hour of it miserably in love with some one....

la vida misma es inefable, ineluctable, y sin duda trágica, redimida sólo en la medida en que la redención es posible a través de la risa, que se burla del misterio; del amor, que lo acepta; y del arte, que lo recrea.

Let love therefore be what it will, my Uncle Toby fell into it—And possibly, gentle reader, with such a temptation so wouldst thou: For never did thy eyes behold, or thy concupiscence covet, anything in this world more concupiscible than widow Wadman.

The desire of life and health is implanted in man's nature;- the love of liberty and enlargement is a sister-passion to it

I believe that the purpose of death is the release of love.

Marriage, it turned out, was a series of small events.

Cooking is like love. You don't have to be particularly beautiful or very glamorous, or even very exciting to fall in love. You just have to be interested in it. It's the same thing with food.

Their first actual kiss was a one-celled organism which, after they had been standing on the stairway kissing for some time, evolved into something rather grander--a bird of paradise, for example.

We sit there, our eyes locked on one another, for several seconds. I know in my heart we're both thinking the same thing. Jacob leans forward over the candle, the shadow of the flame dancing against his bottom lip. I lean forward to meet him as well. It's a kiss full of promise, of trust, and of all that is magic.

Love isn't rational, it's instinctive

Aww, you know my verbal stingers are only poisoned with love

My grandmother used to say that there's something truly intimate about sharing food with the people you love. [Stacey] Intimate? Sharing food? People you love? Amber raises an eyebrow. Um, no offense, Stace, but it sounds like Gram was into food kink.

it's a kiss full of promise, of trust and of all that is magic.

Audrey used to pass her some of her story books, but Gayle was no reader, not much or a homemaker neither, though Betty did try giving her a few lessons. I reckon Gayle lived on potato chips and Dr Pepper, and when Okey was home, they just lived on love.

I knew it! He pumps a fist into the air. You've fallen in love with me. You want to have my babies. We'll get a team of horses and a covered wagon and we'll journey to South America and raise goats.

What do you miss about being alive? The sound of my mom singing, a little off-key. The way my dad went to all my swim meets and I could hear his whistle when my head was underwater, even if he did yell at me afterward for not trying harder. I miss going to the library. I miss the smell of clothes fresh out of the dryer. I miss diving off the highest board and nailing the landing. I miss waffles - p. 272.